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Quaaludes, to slow me down
And some Prozac to get me going
A bottle of Scotch to wash it all down
I'll hit the town just like a Boeing
Quaaludes to get me through
One more s**t day that I'll be battlin'
Some codiene, or Percocet for the pain
It's not the train, it's me that's rattlin'...
And anytime I'm feeling ill, I pop a pill
Don't call me an addict, it's prescription
Seems all I get is attitude from them and you
Just leave me alone and stop your b!tchin'..
Quaaludes from my GP
He's a good guy, so understandin'
Provides me the medications I mix
I'll get that fix that I'm demandin'
So I go out; a drinking spree- I'm offered E
Or charlie from dodgy backstreet dealer
But don't you know that stuff's bad news...it's drug abuse
I think that I'll have one more tequila..
Quaaludes are not so bad
Take a small pill and you'll feel better
I need them; stop telling me to withdraw
I'll take one more..the world's much better better better better better better ahhh!
Na na na na na na na, na na na na...Quaaludes!
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