I was shaking with laugther scared the bratty children did I destroy the ambience I\'m sure for that hoity-toity patron
it wasn\'t pretty when I looked into the face oops, into the eyes, ruptured icy chaos what\'s the, what\'s the, who\'s the prick
we was hidden in the potted plants I know and we was no obnoxious but I could see, there in the sun room the growing storm of disapproval
it wasn\'t pretty when I looked into the face oops, into the eyes, ruptured icy chaos what\'s the, what\'s the, who\'s the prick
I ain\'t supposed to laugh can\'t let your children see that I ain\'t supposed to wonder what\'s the, who\'s the prick what\'s the, who\'s the prick what\'s the, who\'s the prick what\'s the, what\'s the, who\'s the prick
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