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Eddie the Eunuch was a weasel
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Nasty as an old man?s nose
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Makin' believin? he was evil
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Struttin? in his mama?s clothes

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You know that Eddie had a bad connection, baby
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Never had a chance to ball
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Sleeping in the wrong direction, baby
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Dreaming he was ten feet tall, but now

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Eddie the eunuch is a rock and roll critic
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Suckin' like a super star
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Slicker than a shoe-shine, quicker than a two-time
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Eddie what a thing you are, ooh

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You know that Eddie makes a damn good livin?, baby
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Puttin' other people down
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Eddie couldn?t ever forgive them baby
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?Cause he wasn?t Jackson Browne, no but

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He's a climber
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All the way down to the gutter
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Probably stomp on his mother, yeah
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He ain't got no shame, boys
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But there's more to the game
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Like who to bless and who to blame, boys