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Jeffrey Edward Herbert
Jeffrey Edward Herbert
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Paul The Producer
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I told her I can't date no more dancers She told me she can't take no for an answer And she asked me What are we fighting for Why don't we settle the score I'm just with you cause I'm bored And she asked me, what are we fighting for Why don't we settle the score I'm just with you cause I'm bored I must've forgot where I put my manners I told her I can't understand all her Spanish I turned to her friends, they giggle and laughing Down my whole drink, tryna forget what happened She grabs me by the arm, suddenly I am dancing I tell her she's cute, she told me I'm handsome Shots on her friends, like they all got their hands up I pull out my phone, but I'm way too damn hammered If I drive home, I will most likely crash it She tells me she can take me home in a taxi I'm mesmerized, I just hop in the backseat Asked me if I don't mind spending the night I couldn't say no, like I was paralyzed We get to her home, it's a paradise She shows me around her place, being polite Brings me to her room, saying this is your bed She leaps on it while she is getting undressed I see her with a picture of my girlfriend I ask who is this, she says she's my cousin And she asks me, what are you smiling for Why don't we settle the score I'm starting to like you some more And she asks me, what are you smiling for Why don't we settle the score I'm starting to like you some more Her room is spinning, I can't tell if it's the liquor She hugs me and I go to try to kiss her I open my eyes cause there was a brief pause The girl of my dreams falls apart in my arms And the walls in the room drift up and beyond Till I'm left with nothing, just alone with my thoughts And they grab me, and I wake up from my dream They try to feed me some more medication I try to resist with clear hesitation I notice that we are in a windowless basement A lab designed for experimentation And they ask me, what are you fighting for Get your hands off that door Quit trying to leave the pyschward And they ask me, what are you fighting for Get your hands off that door Quit trying to leave the psychward
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