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| Honey, I've been thinkin' a lot lately about how to lend a helping hand to the world of sinners, spinnin' right there outside our window. | |
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| So you're gonna' kill a bunch of 'em and hope the problem goes away? | |
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| So even you doubt my love. I know I've failed to prove my love to you, even though I killed a shitload of butt-fuckers just for you. | |
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| Honey, you know damn well... | |
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| ...you're the only butt-fucker for me. | |
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