I like your ultra violent streak.
Your thousand dollar right hook.
Reeled me in.
I could be anybody,
he's the city champion.
Nothing more gorgeous than the spit flying across the room.
Posters on the wall featuring our conflicts of interest.
You only have to be the come back king once.
He understands upselling.
I sell my old clothes. Trying to fit into something.
I like your ultra violent swing.
Is there that big of a difference between black and blue?
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