I feed you every morning and ask so little
But you belittle all the work that I do
When you take that walk without permission
I'm not defensive, I'm just saying this cause I love you
You know I hate it when your friends are in the pool
Old money stinks, send those faggots back to Forest Hill
Contentment? What contentment? I am bald and impotent
Is that what it's about?
Oh honey, honey, shut your mouth
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