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When he came out to the lock-up Said, '€œI'm looking for something better'€ And he made his shock announcements And backed off, backed down, backed off And then he got up off the floor He said, '€œI'm wealthy enough not to do this no more'€ And he made it all known With his hand held up, palm out And she said, "Don't know if I should 'Cause I'm worry too much about the test on the blood And at first it was a 'Yes' And then a 'No', then 'Yeah'" The maggot sleeps on a desk He wears a sleeping bag at his vest And he's getting too bothered About the spots on his chest, chest, chest Now Chichi, she laid it on And a few days later she's gone So it's back to the womb to get drowned Drowned, drowned, drowned warm