Waving At You Listen you can tell your lawyer That he can go to hell Because I will take whatever you are offering Reasonably well Four long years have come to nothing And so have I But it's your birthday It's your birthday tonight And I went To buy you something But I caught myself in time And nothing makes any sense anymore But everything rhymes I'll die Die kicking Old habits of mine
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