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Lyrics
She was beautiful, French I think, So I asked, could I buy her a drink.
It was then, that she punched me in the eye. It was then that she punched
me in the eye. I saw this girl one time, she looked so alone, I thought she
just might throw this dog a bone, But her wedding ring left a ghost on my
cheek for days. Her wedding ring left a ghost on my cheek for days.
A different time, an angel's face… "What's a girl like you, doing in this
place?" As her drink soaked through my pants, she said "don't even try"
As her drink soaked through my pants, She said "don't even try" Don't even
try cause I have heard it all before. I knew your line when I saw you come
through that door. Why cant a girl just go out and have a ball, without
having to pepper spray some animal? And that's not all, you've got some
gall. Well, if first you don't succeed my friend, go out and try it all again.
'Cause the good lord, he helps those that'll help themselves. Yeah, the
good lord he helps those that'll help themselves. The sight of me may
make you twitch, and your stomach hurts when you hear my pitch. You
may ask yourself: "what is the right thing to do?" Just remember that us
losers have feelings, too. Don't even try…
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