April
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All those times that I said I was sober, Well I'm afraid I lied, I'd be lying next to you, you next to me, All the while I was high as a kite. I could see it in your face when you give it to me gently, Yeah, you really must think you're great, Let's see how you feel in a couple of weeks, When I work my way through your mates. I never wanted it to end up this way, You've only got yourself to blame, I'm gonna tell them that you're rubbish in bed now And that you're small in the game.
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