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Sent:27 July 1998 05:55 PM
Subject: f/fifteen/fation.btab
fifteen fation
submitted/tabbed by shaun drake [email protected]
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I've kind of forced it into A major a b c# d e f# g#
someone should ask lucky dog...
lyrics
Yeah baby you and me, we're the perfect match
Maybe we could (Ab)use our sexuality, to justify being attached
Yeah we're so perfect for each other, cause someone needs to care for me
Any you need a reason for living, and baby that's my specialty
See I'm afraid I'll die, if someone don't provide for me
And you seem to need a man, to retain an identity
And we need each other, cause otherwise we'll die so obviously
Together in crippled bliss, we can perpetuate our insanity
See mom and dad taught us, what we need to find in a mate
Find a man with power, find a woman with beauty
In our social sect, we call the punk rock scene
This means the man with the most popular band,
the woman who looks straight out of fashion magazines
See I'm afraid I'll die, if someone don't provide for me
And you seem to need a man, to retain an identity
And we need each other, cause otherwise we'll die so obviously
Together in crippled bliss, we can perpetuate our insanity
I found out the truth today
I found self sufficiency inside a human being
I found my real savior today
And my saviors name is me
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