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I'd like to sweep away the lies I could shake from you if I
tried
I'd believe your mouth but you forgot to tell your eyes
I didn't think I'd see you hanging around
You must have nothing to do
I'm sick - I love to watch you squirm, trying to hide the truth
Win some, lose some
I'd like to hire a famous painter to creosote your mouth
Throw a few devious questions about
To see if you got out of that or got out
It's the same lines you expect me to sw*llow
Well there is no need to hide the fact
Win some, lose some -
I've lost too much to let you sit back and relax
Win some, lose some