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AIt was awkward like F minor the first time I saw you naked. AThought you found Jesus in me while I lied there faking. You Dtold your mama I was coming late again again again Aagain. My brain has a mind of its own, I don't know which way it goes.G Party Dhumor, be my human, be my savior, laugh at my jokes, I've been on good Ambehavior. A DMay seem filthy, sister calls me a little brother, dirty dancing is my Mexico Afun. DI'm a dyke, dates guys, ain't a crime, won't apologize for my Atribe. AYou should let me cut your hair to make you look a little better. They'll be barking up your tree Mary, AAllison, and Heather. DOh be my friend or hate my guts, it doesn't matter, we're all fucked.Dm A AMy brain has a mind of its own, I don't know which way it goes. I was DCalifornia dreaming, American dream's deceiving, East coast leaving, weekend Aheathen. DContemplation, admiration, salivation, masturbation: four - step Friday Anight. DI'm a dyke, dated guys, ain't a crime, won't apologize for my Atribe. Am I ain't the man I could have been Con the East DCoast. CI Amain't the man i should have been Don the East Coast.C AmI am the man I could have been Don the East Coast. AmI said I ain't the man I should have been Con the DmEast DCoooooooaaAmaaaaaaaassssAt I Amain't the man I could've been I ain't the man I Ashould've been AI ain't the man I could've been I ain't the man I should've been I AI ain't the man I could've been I ain't the man I should've been I I ain't the man I Amcould've been I am the man I should've been. DBurned bridge builder, Dgot thrown off kilter, brightened up my filter, so I wouldn't kill her, or be sadistic, by those ballistic, or become a Amstatistic! A Yeah yeah! ID'm a dyke, dated guys, ain't a crime, won't apologize for my AmtriiiibGe. AMy tribe. My Dtribe. My triiAmiiibe. WHOA!