Standard (EADGBE)

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Baby i'm gonna have to give you up for Lent

You took all my credit cards

My money's been spent

You took out my Mercedes

And brought it home with a dent

Baby i'm gonna have to give you up for Lent

Well, ever since i've known you

You've been pretty loose

Especially when you get on

The Wild Turkey and the juice

I gave you enough rope

To hang yourself with that noose

i'm gonna send you to Morocco

To go on and cook up some cous-cous

Hey, hey

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You deserved my foot

But I gave you my hand

You asked for a boy

But I gave you a man

I took you to the beach

You said, "Ah, there's too much sand"

I'm gonna send you to Beijing

To go on and cook some moo goo gai pan

Hey, hey

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You said you were bored

I said, "Hey, why not take up judo?"

You busted my collar bone

And you called me a puto

I thought you were intellectual

But you were just pseudo

I'm gonna send you to Acapulco

To go on and cook some menudo

Odelay!

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