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"Valentine's Day Massacre!"
Once a happy handsome boy
Met a sweet and pretty girl
Said I'd really like your number
She said my boyfriend's name is Earl
Didn't hang his head low
He hoped she'd come around in time
Didn't hang his head low
He hoped she'd come around in time
Mean ole Earl was a hitter
And was quite the jealous kind
Who was asking for your number
Pretending that I wouldn't mind
Then he kicked her down low
But no: She wouldn't cave this time
Then he kicked her down low
But no: She wouldn't cave this time
Boy saws them in her driveway
Just as Earl was swinging hard
Hey, it's me you gotta beef with
But boy he barely raised his guard
"Fore Earl pulled him down low
And cracked his head a bunch of times
"Fore Earl pulled him down low
And cracked his head a bunch of times
Cop car came a cleanin up
Earl laughed hard with his buddies
Throw this dumbass in the lock up
Made my nightstick so damn bloody
The boy's spirit flew up
He'd never be her Valentine
The boy's spirit flew up
He'd never be her Valentine
Once a happy handsome boy
Met a sweet and pretty girl
Said I'd really like your number
She said my boyfriend's name is Earl
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