LYRIC

Fishbelly white up all night
Hanging around at the dark side of town
Never thought he would wake up from a fist fight
Never thought he would get knocked down

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Go find you a girl to steal all your money
Go find you a boy to rob your health
No onions, happiness, [?] and wealth

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