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Call me what you like ill just shake it off |
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Make a wish, blow a kiss, in my direction, u'll never miss |
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I died in a rush, |
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I shall wish for death, |
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U can call me a tease, but not a h o e, id never lap dance, for a little doe |
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Does life begin to end, |
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Mommy, the little Swedish boy stole my heart... |
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Eyes of wonder, |
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Slit my wrist and hope to die, |
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And that was it, |