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You think you're lovely, I know that you're wrong. |
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God made me ugly, so don't string me along. |
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Give me the good stuff, I'll leave you the rest, |
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Send me the good stuff and I'll put you to the test, |
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I'm going to..... |
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Stop messing around, cos what have you found |
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On the dirty ground. |
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You think I'm stupid and I know that you're right, |
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Or else why would I lie here in this big hollow night. |
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Did god make it easy, so easy on you, |
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Were you sent here to please me, well it won't |
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Get you through, cos I'm going to |
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Stop messing around, cos what have I found |
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On the dirty ground. |
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You're going to stop messing around, cos what |
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have you found on the dirty ground. |
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Are we going to stop, are we going to stop, |
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Are we going to stop? |
