dark side / of the Moon

You got them bruises placed upon your legs,
You got them scratch marks around there on the edge,
I know your story It won't be up straight
Cuz when I'm not there I know you can't wait.

This ain't the first time
...I caught you out again
...You spend your time
...With something dirty now
...In a cubicle

You got that lipstick smeared around your face,
You got them skinny boys staying at your place,
I know your story It won't be up straight
Cuz when I'm not there I know you can't wait.

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