Oxygen = Death Lyrics

I can't believe the aces up your sleeve,Are you cheating
on those gentle men from Memphis? Can you recall some
finer points of the law? You're just a fancy trial
lawyer, and you're dating Diane Sawyer. I can't recall Central Park in Fall, was it raining? (Cats and dogs,
cats and acrobats) I can't describe your special kind of
vibe, you throw some mighty fine joo-joo, And you're
creating my special own Waterloo.

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