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She had the word, and the way The way of letting me know She knew the game, called the play Ooh, she hit me low Said: "now you go your way, I'll go mine And that's a start" Doctor, doctor, ain't no cure For the pain my heart Gimme a bullet to bite on Something to chew Gimme a bullet to bite on And I make believe I make believe it's you Don't need no drink, don't need no drug Don't need no sympathy Sooner or later send me a bill For what she's doing to me Operator, long distant lips On the telephone Come tomorrow, come to grips With me all alone Gimme a bullet to bite on Something to chew Gimme a bullet to bite on And I make believe I make believe it's you Bullet to bite on Gimme a bullet to bite on Something to chew Gimme a bullet to bite on And I make believe I make believe it's you