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Soul Asylum Clam Dip Other Delights

You sold your soul for a lump of coal She's blacker than the night Didn't think you'd be needing it But you thought ?? But you never know who you might

Somebody's thinking that there might be something wrong Business is sinking and the crew's been casted off Nobody's bailing, nobody's sailing, but we'

Hey what're you doing comin' around my place I've been cryin', tears are down my face Do this, do that, it's always push, push, push But I sure grow tired