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Fried My Little Brains The Kills

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Got six troubles, on my back Like six little milk teeth, all gone bad Won't move over, won't get gone Won't move over

Fried my little brains Fried my little brains Fried my little brains Fried my little brains

Only got ten minutes, better get me good Pull out my little milk teeth, pull good Won't move over, won't get gone Won't move over

Fried my little brains Fried my little brains Fried my little brains Fried my little brains