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Mister luck mister front
You're always kidding your way through
MIster you missed again though you want to
But I wouldn't catch you
No I would be the one who
After all is laid inside out
In the bed that you made
Say the dirty pretty words you say
Never gonna mean a thing
Say the dirty pretty words
When you say, what you say
I'm not listening anyway
Out of luck out of front
Is that what you wanna do?
Out of your head again
Is that what your going through?
But I wouldn't catch you
No I would be the one who
After all is laid inside out
In the bed that you made
Say the dirty pretty words you say
Never gonna mean a thing
Say the dirty pretty words
When you say, what you say
I'm not listening anyway
Ever wonder where everybody goes?
All the liberties you're taking
Take a look around if you ever stop
Maybe you should start changing
Dirty pretty words lying on your tongue
Here we go again
There you go again
But I wouldn't catch you
No I would be the one who
(I would be the one who knew)
After all is laid inside out
In that bed that you made
Say the dirty pretty words you say
Never gonna mean a thing
Say the dirty pretty words
When you say, what you say
I'm not listening anyway
