Bring me trays to the table
Second hand smoke
Still just drinking canned Coke
Still, I can't say no!
I've tried Coke
Don't give me a Xanax
No, there's no error in the syntax
I won't feel better
Yet, I still can't say no
I can't say no to this pain
If teardrops could be bottled
There'd be eight seas
Only you know the way, my Naomi
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