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You don't owe me nothing, son of a bitch, you're rightJust keep your dome high, mouth moving like the tideOutside is where we take it when it doesn't add upI'd rather pinch my pennies than fill a con man's cupYeahAnd I'm a jealous motherfucker, I'm a jealous motherfuckerI could kill a man, I think I think I can...Girl in peacoat with the coke-blown noseIndiana wasn't fast enough...Outside is where we take it when it doesn't add upAnd I'm a jealous motherfucker, I'm a jealous motherfuckerI could kill a man, I think I think I can...Girl in peacoat with the coke-blown noseIndiana wasn't fast enough... From Letras Mania