I'm The Least You Could Do

It always sucks refolding the kind of map
 Needed when I get stuck where the sun don't shine the fact
 Is if I just shut up my rubbered stamp could flag you as dumb
 It ain't your mind you're givin' me a piece of
 As it don't take Einstein to know that's just obscene but
 It's been Buck Rogers' time since I hit other than rock bottom
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 Even the odds of having you against me
 With your crotchless jihad on blue balls evidently
 Are all mighty good God so angel dust my soul like James Brown
 Street legal whore hauling so much stunning ass
 Sell yourself short like Bridget at the bunny ranch
 Do it all fours the satisfaction of getting fouled
 I'm the least you could do
 If only life were as easy as you
 I'm the least you could do, oh yeah
 If only life were as easy as you
 I would still get screwed
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 I don't care if getting under someone that's
 Beneath you fits the M.O. of conundrum as
 You reckoned this was just a fancy word for rubbers
 I aim to get a bang out of working your
 Weak spot that sets the bar so low just nerve can score
 With no respect since oddly danger feels like pay dirt
 I'm the least you could do
 If only life were as easy as you
 I'm the least you could do, oh yeah
 If only life were as easy as you
 I'm the least you could do
 If only life were as easy as you
 I'm the least you could do, oh yeah
 If only life were as easy as you
 If only
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 When my fumbling breaks you should
 I thank your dad for the damaged goods?
 When my fumbling breaks you should
 I thank your dad for the damaged goods?
 When my fumbling breaks you should
 I thank your dad for the damaged goods?
 When my fumbling breaks you should
 I thank your dad for the damaged goods?