That’s what your house could look like if you bought all the products gathered here. I’m sure it would make a sensation, but I’m not sure people would come twice to visit you…
I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed, In my aching head, I got my kisses slit. Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said, I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back. It's true romance is dead, I shot it in the chest then in the head.
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I'll slave till the end
In my aching head, I got my kisses slit.
Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said,
I got your love letters, corrected the grammar and sent them back.
It's true romance is dead, I shot it in the chest then in the head.
And the billboards are all leering
And the flags are all dead at the top of their poles