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i'm a pixie |
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i'm a paper doll |
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i'm a cartoon |
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i'm a chipper cheerful free for all |
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and i light up a room |
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i'm the color me happy girl |
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miss live and let live |
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and when they're out for blood |
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i always give |
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the man behind the counter looks like he's got |
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a hald a dozen places he'd rather be |
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and furthermore it looks like he's prepared |
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to take it all out on me |
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buddy, i don't really care what your problem is |
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just don't make it mine |
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come on kids, let's all hold hands |
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and pretend we're having a good time |
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maybe you don't like your job |
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maybe you didn't get enough sleep |
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well, nobody likes their job |
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nobody got enough sleep |
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maybe you just had |
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the worst day of your life |
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but, you know, there's no escape |
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and there's no excuse |
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so just suck up and be nice |
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all the privilaged white kids on tv |
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playing at death |
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banishing their cold cuts |
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with their ghostly makeup |
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and their heroin breath |
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and all the little fishes are flapping wildly |
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on their hooks |
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while all the top critics find great meaning |
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in the telephone book |
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the little emperor he has no clothes |
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so he can't come out to play |
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and besides which life is suffering |
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and he likes it that way |
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and the little guy is not so friendly |
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but you know life has been cruel |
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so wipe that smile off your face, baby |
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and try to be cool |
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maybe you don't like your job |
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maybe you didn't get enough sleep |
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well, nobody likes their job |
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and nobody got enough sleep |
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maybe you just had |
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the worst day of your life |
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but, you know, there's no escape |
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there's no excuse |
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so just suck up and be nice |
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yeah, i would like to perfect the art |
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of being studiously aloof |
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like life is just a boring chore |
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and i am living proof |
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i could join forces with an army |
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or ornery hipsters |
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but then i guess i'd be out of a job |
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so i guess that's out of the picture |
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cuz i am a pixie |
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i am a paper doll |
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i'm a cartoon |
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i'm a chipper cheerful free for all |
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and i light up a room |
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i'm the color me happy girl |
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miss live and let live |
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and when they're out for blood |
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i always give |