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You stole my weed and drank my beer, you're a real peice of work
At what point exactly
did you become such a jerk?
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And I still can't believe that I lent you my gun
Take a look, take a llo at what you've done
I've been wronged, I've been wronged
My names on a list now with the Federal BI
If they come through that door
Well I know I'm gonna die
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I think of you a lot now in my lonely prison cell
All in all I guess
You're still my only pal
Chorus