Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best
I taste lint in my mouth, then the lights in the place... went!
How they stand there, cuffed up, patient
20 cents and a ball of lint
Pockets filled with a lot of lint, not a cent
Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend
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