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Out of her mouth it came as no surprise Lipstick stained on whipcream lies I feel that if i had been uglier It would have been easier
There it sat, blinked and spat In a black feather hat And said "the rat" I now possess quasi success
But she wants to be a better singer Swing the heartache Just for her sake But she wants to be a better singer Swing the heartache Just for her sake
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