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"Suckin' On The Nookie (Quirky Asshole Type Guy)"

I've been pouring my inconsistencies
Down the throats of girls who don't mean shit to me
I've been shoving my tongue down rabbit holes
just to find out where the hell they go

But if a body is just a body, then I'll take all that I can get
And if your body is just a body, then open up and let me in

Who put these thoughts in my head?
Was it god or just the past things I've said?

Where's my head?
It's with my old friends
It's with you in the front seat
I left it at the bottom of the bottle staring back at me
It's in their coffee cups
It's in their cigarettes
I can't get up without a fucking kick to the neck
It's in those carpet stains
It's in those rainy days
So fuck your empty tank
I've got these arms and legs and my bike if I need it

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