Youre getting under my skin The places that youve been Youre dishing out the dirt And sure know how to hurt But youre going nowhere ya missing the whole damn point Lighten up, lighten up and well rip the joint Youre makin whips, makin whips for your own back Makin whips, makin whips youre gonna crack Makin whips, makin whips Your empty headed dreams Just like an old smoke screen You stand behind your spite Dont know whats wrong or right Now its grating on my nerves Your twisting body swerves Got a selfinflicted bruise Got rubber bumper blues Remove the thorns from your crown Feel it when the whip comes down
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