You got me by the balls.
I try to run in the closet,
You get me in the halls.
Run to you instead.
I try to get ahead.
I like to be alone.
Don't bitch,
Don't moan.
You got my balls.
Two Barbie dolls.
Stupid.
We don't walk,
We crawls.
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