So what's it to you? You're down another 8 ball I haven't even got the cue And you look dreadful When you jump to what you'll resort to Singing "Chance, we ain't gonna hurt you" When there's fuck-all-else to do
You could eat the foam from the headrest (There's no cause for) You could knock the wind out of my breath (There's no cause for) You could kick the teeth into my head (There's no cause for) There's no cause for concern
So what's it to you? You're down another 8 ball I haven't even got the cue And you look dreadful When you jump to what you'll resort to Singing "Chance, we ain't gonna hurt you" When there's fuck-all-else to do
You could eat the foam from the headrest (I said there's no cause for) You could knock the wind out of my breath (I said there's no cause for) And you could kick the teeth into my head Still, there's no cause for concern
We ain't gonna hurt you We ain't gonna hurt you We ain't gonna hurt you Cuz when there's fuck-all-else to do
We could eat the foam from the headrest (I said there's no cause for) You could suck the wind out of my breath (I said there's no cause for) And you could kiss the teeth into my head Still, there's no cause for concern
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