Thumbless

DBOY

You say it's all harsh timing, but when my time's harsh, it's alright. You were the last one in the hole Tempers flared down at the ten pin bowling alley Where you held the world without the thumb. Now you're thumbless, baby. Now you're thumbless, baby. Now you're thumbless, baby. Come on, give the Dboy a hand.

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