"Chermical Imbalance"

Ease up on the Raid, I thought it was for insects.

People using it so sporadically, I see them use it right before sex.

I couldn'tbelieve my eyes. Was it perfume or a reason to cry?

Stop being so gullible, fighting for a law suit that;s not there.

I need to know if you see an insect on me, if you do, don't you dare.

Spray no Raid, on me or anyone, so there.

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