It ain't worth a penny's shine
Took a turn for the worse
So absurd to speak up first
Mellow blue polka dots
I forgot to call you up
Sail on son, storm is on
Call me out, press my luck
Magic hand, magic fool
Are you cool if I split
I'm not upset, it's just a test
Don't adjust your eyes just yet
Stick around
It gets worse
In your shoes
Here's your curse
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