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        <p class="mad-lips">Wild '93, we laughed into you like Wrestlemania and the faces and the hair that
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        framed faces that held big glasses and the colorful shirts. 
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      <span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;(crowded noises)</span>
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      Like a WWF ring playset covered in superheroes flying, attacking, prolonged
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      <span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;(preparedness)</span>
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        I'll come over after the next match and I'll never stop.
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        We're forever around. Don't kick me out of your 
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      <span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;(most secret zone w/ posters)</span>
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        I don't want to drape myself in your father's nightshade of sports equipment.
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          I don't want to hide in your mother's medicinal tile and plant 
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      <span>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;(fortress)</span>
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          Just the one. But I always hated black and white tile and I always felt nauseas in
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          waxen spotlights. I always 
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      <span>(you and the way you feel)</span>
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          They saw me leave. And they asked me about school and if I'd lost weight and if I<br /><br style="line-height:140%;" />
          knew even though Hulk Hogan had won the belt again. I decline in every way.<br /><br style="line-height:140%;" />
          I want to be your VCR. I want to be your drop top lo-fi. I want to be your MEM like a<br /><br style="line-height:140%;" />
          man. I want to kiss you like Rowdy Roddy Piper.  Or not. Or.<br /><br /><br />
          We're not<br /><br /><br style="line-height:140%;" />
  not special.</p>
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