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sittin' on the south side by some greasy white guy who says 'whattaya call that kind of hair?' I call it mine you drunken swine now shut your face and drink your beer contents under pressure will explode so be careful where your footsteps dare to go my stomach's waging war with me scars resemble memory I told you what's the matter but you don't believe the answer why should any woman ever be afraid why should any woman ever be afraid I never really ever thought about it quite like that I never really ever thought about it quite like that maybe you should maybe you should on her tail he's on the train so she switches cars 'cause he won't stop staring that sick psycho-matic in dimestore glasses he won't stop staring why should any woman ever be afraid I never really ever thought about it quite like that maybe you should maybe you should maybe you should From Letras Mania