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Face Down In A Plate Of Nachos

This song is by Iron Weasel.

Can't believe you said it's over
I made you nachos, you called me cheap
Up all night, I'm so exhausted
Ate the nachos, fell asleep

Face down in a plate of nachos
The chips are pointy, the salsa's hot
Face down in a plate of nachos
The cheese is burning, it hurts a lot

My heart is lead, my face is number
The guacamole is on my head
Now my are filled with salsa
Kinda wish I was eating bread

Face down in a plate of nachos
The chips are pointy, the salsa's hot
Face down in a plate of nachos
Not just nachos, an empty gut

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