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Well maybe Mister alcohol
has booted up your chin
I find it leads to hospital
and informing the next of kin
But trying to get your own back
should never win anyway
Why don't you change your tack, Jack, and hear me when I say

Sweet Sweet Revenge
She carries a bitter sting
You go around believing in her
But she won't bring a thing

Well, I can well remember
My cool days back at school yeah yeah
You hit him, he hits you back
Well, that is all the rules
So my days were occupied yeah
By vendetta all the time
And any stain upon the floor
the blood was always mine

Sweet Sweet Revenge
She carries a bitter sting
You go around believing in her
But she won't bring a thing

(repeat)

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