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I listen to it eight days a week. When I get home to it, the things that it does will make me feel alright. I got it from the taxman at the benefit of Mr. Kite. He got it with a little help from his friends. I told my parents that we could work it out. They said stop, but I said go go go. They should really just let it be. It's like they've got a hole in their heads that stops them from wondering.
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I imagine that their hatred for it spreads across the universe. As long as the night is young, though, it will always be my standby.
Do you want to know a secret?
You can't do that.
Don't be such a day tripper.
I should have known better.
Ah well, I'll guess I'll just drop out. I don't want to spoil the party.
Please. Juan would never move to Brazil and start writing obituaries for the newspaper.
>Implying I'm not IJBM's Kenny.
Why don't you leave home them?
That's a dirty deed. I'd rather send them on the highway to hell.