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Put your big mouth a little closer to the phone.
Don't you try to tell me that you're all alone.
You only go out with your friends. You told me so.
But you don't have no enemies. You'll have to go.

The tomcat said, when he kissed the skunk,
"Though it's been grand, I've enjoyed
All of this that I can stand."
You said you'd stick with me
Through thick and thin, I know.
The longer you stick,
The thinner I get. You'll have to go.

When your mother came to visit us,
she would knock, then knock again.
You and me would always have a fuss,
'cause I wouldn't let her in.

Oh, put your fat mouth a little closer to the phone.
Don't you try to tell me that you're all alone.
The man with you must be a navy man, I know,
And you can tell him the coast
Is clear now; he'll have to go.

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