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I don't Em7want to go to diGnner with Cadd9Margo and Harold.
I don't Em7like the way he lGooks atCadd9 you,
and the Em7way she looks at me, the Gway they Cadd9look at each other
Like we're Em7just part of Gsome private Cadd9joke.
I don't Em7want to go to diGnner with Cadd9Margo and Harold.
no Em7matter how Ggood the Cadd9food.
I don't Em7want to make Gsmall talk, Cadd9innuendo,
or Em7go for a Gride in Harold's Cadd9Corvette.
BmI'm scared of the basement of EHarold's Pawn Shop,
I've Bmheard tales of what Emgoes down there.
BmMid-life crises, Emhigh on Dilauded, BmValium, and Emcrystal meth.
HaCadd9rold and Margo, Dfeeling no pain
FCadd9ifty and crazy, Dbig hair and cocaine.
If they Em7call on the Gphone, tell them Cadd9I'm not home.
That nigEm7ht with Margo waGs a long tCadd9ime ago.
It makes Em7me nervous Ghow much Cadd9Harold knows,
and Em7the way Gthat he looks at Cadd9you.
I don't Em7want to see why GHarold's Cadd9now skinny.
I don't Em7want to see GMargo's Cadd9bikini.
So if Em7they call, tell Gthem you Cadd9ain't seen me
or Em7that I'm in Gtoo much Cadd9pain.
HaCadd9rold and Margo, Dtaking aim.
HorCadd9ny and loaded, Dbig-hair and cocaine.
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