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Lletres: Staus Quo. Get Out And Walk.

I got
Fat knees
>From crawling so fast
I got
Sore lips
>From kissin' your ass
I know
I don't want
Anymore part of you
I got
Brain pain
You make me so mad
I got
Black eyes
>From fightin' your dad
I know
I don't want
Anymore part of you
Get out...get out
Get out and walk
Stop blowing kisses
Across the hall
Don't write me letters
And please don't call
Gimme me a break
Get out and walk
I got

Slipped discs
With you on my back
I got
Ulcers from swallowing crap
I know
I don't want
Anymore part of you
Get out...get out
Get out and walk
Stop blowing kisses
Across the hall
Don't write me letters
And please don't call
Gimme me a break
Get out and walk
Get out...get out
Get out and walk
Stop blowing kisses
Across the hall
Don't write me letters
And please don't call
Gimme me a break
Get out and walk