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Out Of Line |
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Line up now for the jerk parade |
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Mr. and mrs. second rate |
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All you drama drag queens |
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Got 15 minutes to **** up |
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Until the crowd has had enough |
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Smile and let the show begin, yeah |
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Plastic doesn't burn |
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It just stinks and turns |
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Into something disposable |
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When the lights go out |
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Vanish like your crowd |
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Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo |
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And get what you deserve |
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Get what you deserve |
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Inject what money can afford |
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I'll see you all at betty ford's |
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Take a bow and the backdoor |
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Your bad intentions will get worse |
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I wanna watch your closet burst |
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When your skeletons don't fit no more |
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Plastic doesn't burn |
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It just stinks and turns |
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Into something disposable |
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When the lights go out |
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Gonna steal your crown |
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Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo |
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You'll get what you deserve |
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Get what you deserve (the jerk parade) |
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Plastic doesn't burn |
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It just stinks and turns |
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Into something disposable |
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When the lights go out |
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Take your final bow |
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Whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo, whoo-hooo |
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And don't let the door hit you in the ass on your way out |