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The food that I'm eating is suddenly tasteless I know I'm alone now I know what it tastes like So break me to small parts Let go in small doses But spare some for spare parts There might be some good ones And you might make a dollar I'm inside your mouth now Behind your tonsils Peeking over your molars You're talking to her now You've eaten something minty And you're making that face that I like When you're going in for the kill For the killer kiss I need your money It'll help me, I need your car and I need your love I need your money It'll help me, I need your car and I need your love So won't you help a brother out? Won't you help a brother out? Won't you help a brother out out out out out? Letras de canciones Break me to small parts Let go in small doses But spare some for spare parts You might make a dollar And you might make a dollar There might be some good ones And you might make a dollar There might be some good ones Break me to small parts Let go in small doses But spare some for spare parts There might be some good ones From Letras Mania