Commentary: Hey! Have a smidgeon of sympathy. It can be devilishly hard to get all the crumbs out of one's beard.
"He's got his arm around every man's dream,
And crumbs in his beard from the seafood special.
Oh, can't you see my world is falling apart?
Baby, please, leave the biker, leave the biker, break his heart,
Baby, please, leave the biker, leave the biker, break his heart…"
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