Can't spit up
what's stuck halfway down
because I can't choke it up
You better go to town
since I can't talk back
Won't get a better chance
to lay me wide open
with a backwards glance
well I guess I'd just call
this old mess
a ball
ain't you really
glad you asked
you all
If you can believe it
it was worse in my head
guess it stuck in my craw
and came out lukewarm instead
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