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Hey you handsome vulture
What you got under there?
You got your hands tied
You got your hands behind your back
You're taking all the cocaine
You handsome vulture
With all your charm and wit and escapades
You're making me pick
You son of a bitch
You're making me pick one
You ask me about my absences
Then you make some of your own
You ask me about my absences
Then you make some of your own
What you got under there?
You got your hands tied
You got your hands behind your back
You're taking all the cocaine
You handsome vulture
With all your charm and wit and escapades
You're making me pick
You son of a bitch
You're making me pick one
You ask me about my absences
Then you make some of your own
You ask me about my absences
Then you make some of your own
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Hey you handsome vulture
What you got hidin' under there?
You got my hands tied
You got your hands behind your back
A takin' all the cocaine
You handsome vulture
With all your charm and wit and escapades
You're making me pick
You son of a bitch
You're making me pick one
You ask me about my absences
And then you make some of your own
You ask me about my absences
And then you make some of your own