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I Got Aids


I got aids.

I got em real bad.

Every day i get up to find true love,

i look in the bars, and the cars and the stores,

but when we hit the sack and do loves chores,

I give them my aids.

Aids, Oh what a sickening word!

cooties, only much much worse.

I gave it to the lawyers and the hobos and my mom.

I'm giving it to someone right now while I'm writing this song.

Aids.

I got em, you got em.

your pastor got em.

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