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The bottle's waiting to be unscrewed. My hand is shakin', and that's not new. Smile on it's face, I make a bottle laugh. The bottle's talking: "i'm here to please, you can grab me man, we're Siamese. Why should you hate me, I'm the supplier of your fun, I'm your speed up doctor, I'm your party, I'm your chum." "I'm stronger than you kid" I read it's mind. "Not a throw-away-thing, I will always be around. Close your eyes and you will see; there's only me, you're mine for lifetime and I will never ever, never ever set you free." |