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she looks ahead, |
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she paints her toe nails red, |
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she's wet and wild, |
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a typical 90's child she makes every move they make, |
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she takes everything they take, |
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she must be a Thelma or Louise, |
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she must be a post-modern sleaze. |
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Unscrew the wine, she'll throw a party line, stories extreme, |
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she's such a drama queen cries through the night, |
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she choked on marlboro lights, |
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pure charm and grace, |
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she hates her pretty face she makes every move they make, |
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she takes everything they take, she must be a Thelma or Louise, |
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she must be a post-modern sleaze. |
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straw spun from gold, she craves a tortured soul, |
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all doom and gloom, she plays an open wound, |
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she takes everything they steal, she fakes every pain they feel, |
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she must be a Thelma or Louise, she must be a post modern tease. |
