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Your sweetie asks you about her vocal ability...
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| Honey, when I sing in the shower, do you think I sound good? | |
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| I can't tell. I usually have my fingers jammed into my ears. | |
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Do you lie just a little to spare her feelings?
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| Baby, Whitney Houston and Mariah Carey got nothin' on you. | |
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| Come over here, lover, and let me lull you to bed with a song. | |
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Or do you let loose with the cold, hard truth?
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| Fuck! That was you? I thought the cat was stuck in the dryer again! | |
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| I wonder how much those do it yourself divorce kits cost? | |
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