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Don't start with the ugly part Don't end with the things that will make them want to walk away Tune in at the den again, Another price ain't cheap but somebody's gonna have to pay Oh yes, you can only guess, what it is, what it was Or remember what I had in mind Shotgunning on a joy ride, coming down the block, half-cocked nearly half the time Give it back, give it back, give it back, sing it One time for the words divine and Two times for the things that you hope you never have to say Three seams in a dead man's dream and the girls tell the boys that they better fucking run away Live it up, won't you give it up, Turn it up, put it out, let it ride with the other lie Shotgunning on a joy ride, coming down the block, half-cocked nearly all the time Give it back, give it back, give it back, sing it Aus Songtexte Mania