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Men don't do what they like. Men get wives and jobs to keep them from what they like. |
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I drove all night down streets that wouldn't bend But somehow they drove me back here once again... |
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Men don't do what they like. Men get wives and jobs to keep them from what they like. |
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"I made my bed, I'll lie in it . . . To die in it's the crime." |
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