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You're my friend I hear you say |
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But I can't see you anyway |
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You keep that sack on your head all day |
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And when you dance you never sweat |
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You do the hustle like a minuet |
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You're the strangest thing on two legs that I've ever met |
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No I don't wanna Prima Donna in drag |
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And I can never imagine why |
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You always keep on |
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Your boots and shoes |
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You're sweet kid but you can't stand to lose |
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You keep on your boots and shoes |
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You're a neat kid |
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You're losing weight to keep in trim |
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Your friends all wonder how you stay so slim |
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But you forget about the state that I'm in |
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Everyday you count your gains |
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Amino acid pumping through your veins |
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You say you're liberated but you're in chains |
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No I don't wanna Prima Donna in drag |
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And I can never imagine why |
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You always keep on |
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Your boots and shoes |
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You're sweet kid but you can't stand to lose |
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You keep on your boots and shoes |
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You're a neat kid |
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But you can't stand to lose |
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You just can't stand it |
