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Tytuł: Supply And Demand

  • Wykonawca: The Hives
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My boss he's a probable bore.
  Put me hands and knees on scrubable floor.
  Do it right receive the lions share bliss.
  Know all too well just where that ration is.
  Learned a lot about the company doe.
  Learned less about receiving it though.
  Saw how it came to those who always sat pretty.
  Don't need it.
  Supply and demand.
  My girl had a probable cause or so she said and took a probable pause.
  I was dumped for occupying her time.
  I asked her why and what was next in line.
  She said "Shiny hair that's my life ambition
  but I'll devote my time to a new omission the rizzle-razzle kitsch of paranoid city".
  Don't need it.
  Supply and demand.
  Supply and demand.