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Jeff Saphin - The King of Queens lyrics
Don't be bothered baby I’m just taping up my gun I never didn’t like it Though we never quite got on And now my cool stilettos Slash the asphalt mercilessly Catch my camp composure Mutilated hosiery. See the man if you can ‘cause he’s almost gone Check that chick out with the Adams apple on... The King of Queens Careening down the hall The King of Queens Creaming on us all That’s all I’m feeling vivid like a prima-donna ingenue I just can’t stand the blandness Of this man behind the rouge And I can be bitchy In the i |
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