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jars of lars - final fantasy lyrics

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while you were out s-xing
i was a chef soaking
one hundred tissues with sweat and moisturizer

in my head burned a picture
of your face with my privates
i read your diary it said: i’ve been a good son

all it takes is a good job
to take you out to dinner, but
i traded the volvo for pot.

- final fantasy lyrics

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