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“No Costco Coffins”
http://www.reverbnation.com/tunepak/1972889
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e0mV1W1LV58
Lyrics:
Don't tell me. No, I've heard it before:
If she buys your product, then her husband won't snore.
Pay just $19.99 and get the book light free.
Got a question, Mr. Billy Mays.
How did all that screaming increase your pay?
Make me turn the volume down on my own TV.
Don't need no blanket I can wear with my arms.
Don't want your garden drills; I won't live on no farm.
Don't need no new insurance plans from double A R P.
No hand wound blenders. I like mine automatic.
Please no Costco coffins that won't fit in my attic.
I don't want no Chia pet who looks just like me.
Don't need no gadgets that make broccoli juice.
Don't want no pills to give my sex life a boost.
Don't want no diapers when I can't hold my pee.
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