| Ooh, it’s scrambled eggs what he says
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| He accuses me of treachery
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| Got the nine lies, got the wide eyes
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| Got a failing grade in chemistry
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| If you count back to the balcony
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| When all we saw was a mystery
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| Of a blonde-haired boy brought his mother joy
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| With his pedigree and family tree
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| Oh, lay it all out on a wicker couch
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| That you wove in a loony bin
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| Cut it out, it’s a second-round bout
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| Not the way of a gentleman
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| Ah, give it up, get a job
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| Take a pill and leave me be
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| He’s got a synapse lapse he don’t think he has
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| But it’s been proven empirically
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| «If they take something precious from me
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| I’m gonna take something precious from them. |
| «Oh now he’s losing his constituency
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| We thought «Oh, this could never happen again.»
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| If I take something precious from him
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| He try to take something precious from me
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| There’s a battle in his head that he cannot win
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| There’s a man that he could never be
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| Oh no
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| Way to go
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| He’s the mayor
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| Oh, I’m quite tired of this lunatic
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| Why must we suffer 'cause the mayor’s sick?
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| He say: «All abandon from this sinking ship.»
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| And he’s off on another trip
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| No, he don’t care about environment
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| He has made this a shitty place
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| My interest rate shrinks at a rapid pace
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| Compounded daily on my worried face
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| «If they take something precious from me
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| I’m gonna take something precious from them. |
| «Oh now he’s losing his constituency
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| We thought «Oh, this could never happen again.»
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| If I take something precious from him
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| He try to take something precious from me
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| There’s a battle in his head that he cannot win
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| There’s a man that he could never be
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| Oh no
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| Way to go (2x)
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| He’s the mayor
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| «If they take something precious from me
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| I’m gonna take something precious from them. |
| «Oh now he’s losing his constituency
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| We thought «Oh, this could never happen again.»
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| (You're gonna hang your head and cry)
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| If I take something precious from him
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| He try to take something precious from me
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| There’s a battle in his head that he cannot win
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| There’s a man that he could never be
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| (go ahead, go ahead and cry)
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| You’re gonna hang your head and cry
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| Your gonna hang your head and cry
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| You’re gonna cry
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| (He's the mayor)
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| (Oh no, way to go, he’s the mayor) |