| Lyla, Emily, socially connected, though they’ll probably never meet
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| How they love the followers and hate to follow me
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| Tangled in their hair are little thoughts of me
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| Way to plant a seed
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| Oh boy, oh boy, look what you done now
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| Two young women, they’re forced to sort it out
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| Two young go-getters love the word of mouth
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| Tell me, what’s it all about?
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| Lyla, Emily, socially connected, though they’ll probably never meet
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| How they love the followers and hate to follow me
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| Tangled in their hair are little thoughts of me
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| Way to plant a seed
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| Oh boy, oh boy, look what you done now
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| Two young women, they’re forced to sort it out
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| Two young go-getters love the word of mouth
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| Tell me, what’s it all about?
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| I’m too old, but I play this game
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| It drives me nuts, who am I to blame?
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| I spin words but that’s not the same
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| Lyla and Emily are socially insane
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| No, oh, oh, oh look what you’ve done now
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| They’re not bad girls, why you gotta come out?
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| They’re not crazy, it’s just all this word of mouth
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| You gotta sort it out
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| Me, me, me, yeah, it’s all about me
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| Selfishly behaving like mama told me
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| Father said, «Boy, you always gotta lead
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| You need to plant a seed, obsession is key»
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| Oh boy, oh boy, don’t listen to him now
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| These girls make an effort and you always shut them out
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| These girls still care, but until you sort it out
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| It’s only word of mouth
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| Lyla, Emily, socially connected, though they’ll probably never meet
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| How they love the followers and hate to follow me
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| Tangled in their hair are little thoughts of me
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| Way to plant a seed |