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She plays boys like a game of cards |
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And dances to the beat of breaking hearts but |
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She ain't no beauty queen to me |
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She's all wrapped up in plastic skin |
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Her bad disguise won't take me in cause |
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She ain't no beauty queen to me |
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I see through her smile |
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I don't trust these eyes |
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She's a walking lie |
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I see through her smile |
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She's as cold as ice |
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I'll stay away from |
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The girl with the saccharine smile |
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I don't believe a word from her dead lips |
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Don't like the way she moves her hips, no! |
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She ain't no sugarcube to me |
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And she knows she's better than the rest |
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Well, arrogance is godliness but |
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She ain't no beauty queen to me |
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She ain't no beauty queen to me - yeah! |
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I see through her smile |
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I don't trust these eyes |
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She's a walking lie |
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I see through her smile |
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She's not worth my while |
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And she don't touch me |
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The girl with the saccharine (smile) |
