"Crybaby" genre: Pop
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	A true story.
	CD: Snocone   Label: Luvvy Records
	Lyrics Is that a pizza, is that your face. Are you the last man to walk in this place. I guess I gotta marry you. Guess I'm gonna marry you. I got nothing better to do- I play in a cover band. There, that's better, just a little trip to the bathroom. What about my nose- I have a cold. What there's no prime rib? There's no prime rib? I want something, I want it now. I want the prime rib daddy. Is that a blood bag, what's up with that. I'll give you five bucks if you don't rat. I never had one of those I never had expensive clothes. I never had anything till you daddy. I want the prime rib daddy. Kinda warm, kinda cold. Kinda cheap, kinda old. * will make you a star Just like I am. Just like I could have been If it wasn't for these damn kids. I sell snow cones, down on Route 50 Maybe you know me, my name's Dee. Somebody come and rescue me. Crybaby.

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