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I got off from work and cashed my checkMet the girl that holds my debtsI threw my hundred on the tableI knew I had bought myself The trouble I was waiting onThe lust only dogs can't shakeHer voice was black smoke on the windHer hair held back with Bobby pinsMy hand to God I swear to youI never touched a finer pairI woke up with a swollen jawA lesson and my wallet goneI wish I had never... From Letras Mania