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Teenage Motherfucker
01:23
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There's acne on my forehead and there's stubble on my chin. There's hair in new places and there's braces on my grin. I'm a teenage motherfucker and that's just who I am, and I'm feeling a little younger. I'm a teenage motherfucker and I don't know how to wait. I'm happy and I'm sad and I chronic masturbate. I wake up after twelve, and I'm almost always late. This makes me a little younger. I bet you wish that you were younger too. Wish you had some time to do the things you wanna do. Sooner or later death becomes us all. Then you're starring from a picture frame in the dinning hall. For now I'm young and so are you. Let's do the things that young people do. Let's curse, let's fight, let's break our bets and screw. Let's be young just me and you. I'm a teenage motherfucker and I don't know how to wait. I'm happy and I'm sad and I chronic masturbate. I wake up after twelve and I'm almost always late. This makes me a little younger. This makes me a little younger. This makes me a little younger.
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Missing You
02:27
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It's only been a few days, but I'm missing you. Going out of my mind it seems with every increasing hour. It's sunny on the brighter side of life it seems. You always want to give more than you take. So many things to miss about you, the atmosphere is so tragic without you, I don't want to live without you here. Do you wan't to talk about it, it's too hard to comprehend it, you say you don't want to talk about it today. And I say. Oh baby that's fine with me, you know I don't want to disagree with you it seems I love you more each day. It's sunny on the brighter side of life it seems you always want to give more than you take.
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Sugar Lips
01:57
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Picture on the wall, voice I hear it call, out to me, how sweet. Sugar on the lips, pleasure on the hips, lambskin under bed, naughty in the head. Voice is gonna blow, fingers calling more, reach out to me, back is feeling weak. Starting to shake like an earth quake, lolli in your mouth as I head down south. Calling out to me, calling out to me, calling out to me, calling out to me. calling out to me, calling out to me, calling out to me, calling out to me. Calling out to me, calling out to me, calling out to me, calling out to me. Calling out to me, calling out to me, calling out to me, how sweet. Picture on the wall, voice I hear it call, out to me, how sweet. Sweating in the store, walk it to the door, checking out me, how sweet. Whisper to me, things you wanna see, I whisper back, you give me heart attacks. Walking this line, for quite some time, now I'm in my prime, for time off the line. Things you wanna see, things you wanna see, things you wanna see, you give me heart attacks. Things you wanna see, things you wanna see, things you wanna see, you give me heart attacks. Calling out to me, calling out to me, calling out to me, how sweet. Calling out to me, calling out to me, calling out to me, how sweet.
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How to Fly
01:45
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One, two, three, and four. I'm no nighttime whore. A person of the streets, a freak between the sheets. I'm no superman, I can't save you friend. Not now or then. I don't know how to fly. How to fly. Three, four, five, and six I'm feeling kinda sick. I don't know if I should stop, and start again. I'm no superman, I can't save you friend. Not now or then. I don't know how to fly. How to fly. How to fly, how to fly.
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Little Rae of Sunshine
02:36
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I talk to girls on a daily basis. They love it, you can tell by their faces. I pull my moves and they always want it. That's when I try to f-f-f-f-f-fug it. I talk to girls on a daily basis. They love it, you can tell by their faces. I pull my moves and they always want it. That's when I try to f-f-f-f-f-fug it. O.K. cupid is where I get em. Once or twice I've even tried men. That's over now cause I don't like butt stuff. I got my, my internet, internet, internet web hubs. Sometimes I watch them die. But that alright they're just a cellular mass a cellular mass of. Sometimes I watch them die but that's alright. I'm always right, I'm always right. Sometimes I watch them die. But that alright they're just a cellular mass a cellular mass of. Sometimes I watch them die but that's alright. I'm always right, I'm always right. Life isn't all peaches and candy. That's why I hate my daddy. Don't even try to disagree. Let me tell that people, that people, that people are dying. I fix computers I'm the best in the biz. A wave of my wand baby I'm the wiz. I got three women that adore me. Handicap, married, and the other's ffff fourteen. I'm just a little rae of sunshine. Light a joint up and bring your day down. I'm just a little rae of sunshine. Light a joint up and bring your day down. I'm just a little rae of sunshine. Light a joint up and bring your day down. I'm just a little rae of sunshine. Light a joint up and bring your day down. Sometimes I watch them die. But that's alright. I'm always right.
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Dinosaur Tactics Chicago, Illinois
Dinosaur Tactics is a solo artist by the name of Chris Hartz.
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