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Well if you heard that I had AIDs, Would you still share razorblades With me? And if you heard that I was gay, Would your ma still let you play With me? Well if I closed my eyes, Would you spy-y-y-y-y-y On me? Would you spy-y-y-y-y-y On me? Would you spy-y-y-y-y-y On me? Letras de canciones Well, life is a contradiction. I've seen it edited for television. Then I read it in the paper, A half an hour later, They'll shoot you in the head When they take you out. So if I closed my eyes, Would you spy-y-y-y-y-y On me? Would you spy-y-y-y-y-y On me? The sunshine and the sun are on fire. The dickhead on the TV's a liar. Hey good lookin', whatcha got cookin' For me? Hey good lookin', whatcha got cookin' For me? Hey good lookin', whatcha got cookin' For me? Hey good lookin', whatcha got cookin' For me? Hey good lookin', whatcha got cookin' For me? Hey good lookin', whatcha got cookin' For me? From Letras Mania