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Happily Addicted to the WebDoorbell rings, I'm not list'nin',From my mouth, drool is glist'nin', I'm happy--although My boss let me go-- Happily addicted to the Web. All night long, I sit clicking, Unaware time is ticking, There's beard on my cheek, Same clothes for a week, Happily addicted to the Web.
Friends come by; they shake me,
I don't phone, don't send faxes,
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