Ahh you've gone to the finest schools, alright Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street
And now you're gonna have to get used to it
You say you never compromise
With the mystery tramp,
but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say do you want to make a deal?
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