Besedila:
Extortion

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Four years, you think for sure That's all you've got to endure All the total dicks, all the stuck-up chicks So superficial, so immature And then when

I was out on the front line Doing just fine Put it all behind me 'Til I came across a letter From an old friend Asking, "How you been?" Stopped me dead

Such a big man, such a little chick I think it all goes back to your tiny Pick-up truck in the driveway With a sticker on the window 'Rest in Peace Number

You were right all along You know I hate that, admitting I was wrong So I don't answer the phone when it's you It's funny when I see the caller I.D.

I always thought my movie would be a comedy Not quite the tragedy that it's become More slapstick than chick-flick More 'Caddyshack' than 'Breakfast At

Man, you're really one heck of a guy Best friend since junior high You showed me Playboy for the very first time That was rad We saw Bon Jovi, we sat

Stop before you get me started Maybe I'll just go I'm not exactly broken hearted But I think you already know That there's more to the story Than I'm

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