Monday, Sept. 09, 2002 + 9:15 a.m.
You�ve got to get to work at last Just pluggin� past the highway lines Lookin� for food and feeling porky Feelin� porky Hello Twinkie, Whachadoin? I�ve come to lick your fillin� Ain�t cha got no promises for me? Do it ta do do Feelin� porky I�ve no exercises to do No laps to run I�m lazy and need to snooze all day in the sun Let the day go on without meeeeee Valium, I love you Feelin� porky
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