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Phonebook
Lyrics by: Alan Place - Music By: Plier - 1997
   
Verse 1 My job is easy and simple to do,
Find a phonebook start flipping through,
Looking for victims is very fun,
Go to kill them job is done,
My first very victim was a girl,
Supposed to kill her dad, but he wasn't there,
So I had knocked, she opened the door,
Put some bullets in her with my 44.
   
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Phonebook, thousands of people to kill.
Phonebook, start with A's end with L.
Phonebook, easy directions.
Phonebook, go to thier addresses.

   
Verse 2 I had took her to the cemetary,
Found a shovel started to bury,
Cops saw me pulled me over,
Told them I lost my doggy "Rover",
The believed me and let me go,
So I drove away and went back home,
Used the phonebook and started to read,
Looking for my next victim to be.
   
Chorus 2 Phonebook, thousands of people to kill.
Phonebook, start with A's end with L.
Phonebook, easy directions.
Phonebook, go to thier addresses.

Phonebook, thousands of people to kill.
Phonebook, start with A's end with L.
Phonebook, easy directions.
Phonebook, go to thier addresses.
   
* note - this was the first official song produced by Plier.
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