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Elvis never could carry a tune/ And she thought about this irony as she stared back at the moon/ She was tracing her years with her fingers on her skin/ Saying well why don't I begin again/ With turpentine and patches/ With cold, cold Campbell's from the canFollowing
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acrossoceans: barilace: fuckyeahkunalnayyar
YO KANYE I’M REALLY HAPPY FOR YOU AND IMMA LET YOU FINISH BUT KUNAL NAYYAR IS THE BEST KANYE OF ALL TIME. OF ALL TIME.