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Spikey lady shiny queen don't you tell them what you've seen, |
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Plastic people silicon never let them in your home, |
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Don't become a middle man keep your mouth shut if you can, |
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Don't you tell them what you know they will go anyway the wind blows, |
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Be my best friend be my baby I'll be there for you maybe, |
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Don't get on the roller coaster ya burn your fingers on the toasters, |
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Just a fair weather friend gone when the summer end, |
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They will look into your eyes tell you pretty perfume lies, |
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Slinky slimy lotus eaters jeepers creepers get a load of those peepers, |
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Talking all that mumbo jumbo people pass in solo limbo, |
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See them slip see them slide but have you seen the nasty side, |
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With all the smiling and kissing listen to the hiss hiss hissing, |
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She slip she slide she don't know why she hide, |
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Dizzy little missy with a twinkle in her eye bye bye, |
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Finger lickin' good kill you if she could dig it when you're down send in the clown, |
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Don't let them poke don't let them peek their friendly chat is cheap |
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You look so fine you look so hip you're styling makes me trip, |
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Take your place if they could these are the people in your neighbourhood, |
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She slips she slides she don't know why she hide, |
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Poking peeking sneaking cheating sniffing sliding, |
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A running and hiding, |
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Creeping crawling feeling and mauling, |
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Fickle little tickles brains like pickles, |
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She slip she slides she don't know why she hide, |
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Dizzy little missy with a twinkle in her eye bye bye, |
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Finger lickin' good kill you if she could dig it when you're down send in the clown, |
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She slip she slid she don't know why she hide, |
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Dizzy little missy with a twinkle in her eye bye bye, |
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Finger lickin' good kill you if she could dig it when you're down send in the clown. |
