You dress up as a model
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You think you are more beautiful than those of Vogue
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You spend hours looking at the mirror in the bathroom
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Indelible make-up your big dream
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Think you are smart
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Even if you talk like a real madman
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Because by doing your best you succeed
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To tell if bull is good with fish
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You walk you walk you mini
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You used to go out in a bikini first
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You see everything of everything more
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And you who pull the skirt higher
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But you want to be an old-fashioned woman
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The one that shows you the house
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But then she pulls back I don't want to
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I'll take a look at your wallet first
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You're too full of yourself
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Ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-aho
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You're too full of yourself
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Ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-aho
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You're too full of yourself
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Ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-aho
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You're too full of yourself
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Ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-aho
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With that heavy scent from God
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I'll try it too
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To show you what it feels like
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Which almost hurts, which infects the environment
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When a woman passes you
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With what contempt you look at her skirt
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Oh my legs that makeup is painted
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And then what breast I wear the fifth
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In a world of toilets, you are the only beautiful one
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You think a diva a star is great
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When you look at us from the top of your heels
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You know we know you throw packages
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Because in fact nobody shits you
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You are too tense you make the pussy too much
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Even if I really admit it
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When you provoke, you know how to take effect
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You're too full of yourself
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Ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-aho
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You're too full of yourself
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Ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-aho
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You're too full of yourself
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Ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-aho
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You're too full of yourself
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Ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-aho
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When you want to freak out
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Pretend to drink the party begins
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Laugh like a goose sculetti bad
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And all who think now I throw myself
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But the two of spades is always lurking
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And you get on the track with a plush step
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You dance in a way that has nothing to do with it
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Because you just want to turn people on
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You only target those important guys
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Very little money, many debts
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Only they know how to hit the mark
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And you who fall for it in their design
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They come to pick you up with the flagship
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Dinner with lobster and pincers
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When you finally met them
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They take you to bed and then greetings
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You're too full of yourself
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Ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-aho
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You're too full of yourself
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Ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-aho
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You're too full of yourself
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Ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-aho
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You're too full of yourself
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Ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-aho |