The wife of my best friend Stares right through me into The tumor of my sick need The wife of my best friend Flinches at the wheel takes a Vitamin complex to supplement Her meal The wife of my best friend Builds the scaffolding for a Splinter faction of the lunatic fringe The wife of my best friend Jumps from the sill leaving me To clean all that's been spilt This ain't right but then Again no one will know
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