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Plaster Of Paris Lyrics

You look like a praying mantis
You could say that the bug is man
Big joke or a small disaster
Last chance 'fore they give it the plaster

Paint my picture and I'll paint you
You're not like the others, you ain't
Running down the hill, I thought I had passed her
Last chance 'fore they give it the plaster

I can't dance but I don't wanna bore ya
Last line from the cephalophore
"I'll be the son of a son of a son of a bastard."
Last chance 'fore they give it the plaster

Big joke or a small disaster
Last chance 'fore they give it the plaster

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