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Db

I've

got

a

tapeworm

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Who

tells

me

where

to go

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He's 2

feet

long

a son

of a

gun

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Db

and

20

years old

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He

tells

me

where

to go

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should

I

just

forget

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He

wants

the

best

for

me

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Db

When

he

moves

up

to

my head

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Db

I've

got

a

tapeworm

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Db

And

he

wrote

this

song

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He's

really

not

that

bad

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In

fact

he's

kinda

fun

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We

met

at

a

friend's

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I

can't

remember

when

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Db

I've

got

a

tapeworm

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Db

And

he's

my

best

friend

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Db

I've

got

a

tapeworm

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Db

And

he

motivates

me

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Db

Helps

keep

my

weight

down

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Db

I

never

get

hungry

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Db

He

does

the

driving

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Db

All

I

do

ia

sleep

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Db

I've

got

a

tapeworm

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Db

And

we're

hitting

the

streets

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Db

And

so

it's

over

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Db

my

story's

been

told

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Db

I

see

you through

the

eyes

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Db

of

someone

getting

old

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I

move

the

mouth

and

hands

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Db

The

legs

and

the

feet

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Db

Please forgive

me

Bb

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for

not

being

discreet