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fiogf49gjkf0d When my -
Gas station sandwich let me down
Lay in wait
Stuck around
Foolish me, read no expiration date
Gas station sandwich
Oh unhappy fate
But caveat emptor
Is what they're saying in a long dead language
If you copy down the nametag
You can tell it to the judge
It’s blunted your addiction
There's no helping this affliction
And no matter how sick you are
You'll run 40 feet past your car
So many miles 'til you get to cut and run
Free from the evil you have done
When my -
Gas station sandwich did me in
I might have known
I could not win
Been some time since those condiments were new
Gas station sandwich
Will put that hurt on you
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