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Nan - text

Hi
I'm fuckin' Eddie Dingle
I met this girl named Nan
She-she overpopulated my senses
And then fuckin' dicked me over

What's your big secret?
Could you give me a clue?
Oh, silly girl
I-I'm so in love with you
Won't you tell me what's
What's on your mind
If you'd open your head
Tell me what would I find
Are you for real?
What do you feel?

Finder's keepers
Loser's weepers, baby
If I could get the lid off
I'd look into the jar
Is this-is this the best thing that I can do?
It ain't done me no good so far
Mind over matter
But it seems that I don't matter at all you fucka
Nan, a table for one
Do you think I could be invited to come? Fuck

What's your big secret, baby?
Could you-could you give me a clue?
Oh, silly, silly girl
I-I'm so in love with you
Won't you tell me what's
What's on your mind
If you'd open your head
Tell me what would you find
Are you for real?
What do you feel?

You know, I saw you yesterday walkin' with Danny
He's a fucka, and you're a fucka too
You know what you did to me, baby?
Yeah, you know what you did, now you're walkin' with Danny down the street
How you make me feel, huh?
How do you think that make me feel, huh?
Huh? You think I like it here, you fucka?
You fuckin' bitch
I hate you you fucka
You keep walkin' with Danny
You keep fuckin' walkin' with Danny
I don't give a fuck
Yeah, I don't give a flyin' fuck about you or Danny you bitch

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