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J'ai les glands with your theatrics, |
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Your acting's a drag, |
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It's ok on tv, but you can turn it off, |
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Your marriage is a tragedy, |
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But it's not my concern, |
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I'm very superficial i hate everything official, |
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Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x2) |
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Your sentimental gestures only bore me to death, |
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You've made a deaperate appeal, now save your breath, |
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Attachment to obligation, through guilt and regret, shit thats so wet |
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And your sex life complications are not my facinations, |
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Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x2) oh! |
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You asked my advice i say use the door, |
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But your still clinging to somebody you deplore, |
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And now you wanna use me for emotional blackmail, |
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I just feel pity when you lie, contempt when you cry, |
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Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x2) oh! |
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Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x8) |
