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All Men: A) All Men/B) The People's Choice/C) The War of 1812 lyrics

A courageous friend, I thought
But turned out so wrong was I
When we were up against the wall

He had chicken-liver balls
He had chicken-liver spleen
He had chicken-liver heart
Made of chicken-liver parts
Lily-livered little parts
Lily-livered little parts

Prematurely going bald
Any passion long gone cold
But I wanted to explore the
Damp alley ways of his soul
All the times he tried to help
He spit in my face and laughed
That woman-man, I want his f**king ass
I want his f**king ass
I want your f**king ass

My friend-itey, he's looking likey
Crammed in a taxi, I see you too clearly
Suckin' on a little pea, suckin' on a little pea
My my, a little toy
He's just a mommy's boy
Where's your liver, where's your heart?
Where's all your woman parts?
Now it's my turn to laugh

You stick it up your f**kin' ass
You stick it up your f**kin' ass
You stick it up your f**kin' ass
You stick it up your f**kin' ass

A courageous friend, I thought
But turned out so wrong was I

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