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    I dont rock the jukebox,
    or hustle the women.
    I'm deep drownin' in trouble and not even swimmin'.
    I can't begin to tell you my toils,
    my trouble is worse than my face being eaten off by boils.
    It's so bad i can't even start to tell you, my troubles.
    It's not about a dog, or women, nothin'.
    What you're gonna have to see is,
    I took my cousin Cletus's chew water and I drank it.
    I drunk it all up and now i've got cancer of the esophagus.

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