| She works at the mall,
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| Always the nicest of all
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| But when she told them she was gay she had to pack up and go.
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| Oh no, not daddy’s princess no more.
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| This house she used to live in ain’t a home no more.
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| Oh nooo…
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| Her best friend Romeo,
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| Always the fastest of all.
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| His coach used to love him 'till he came out once and for all.
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| No friends left but one.
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| How can the best one of the team be a fag at once?
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| Together we’re an army,
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| Just as strong as black coffee.
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| You’re not alone!
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| Four chords, one radio, two shoulders to lean on.
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| You’re not alone!
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| Four chords, one radio…
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| The church might deny.
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| If Jesus was alive,
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| He wouldn’t preach what you pray, let every heart decide.
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| Get it straight.
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| I am here to say,
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| You homophobic shitheads should fuck off, not pray.
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| Together we’re an army,
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| Just as strong as black coffee.
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| You’re not alone!
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| Four chords, one radio, two shoulders to lean on.
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| You’re not alone!
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| Four chords, one radio, wo shoulders to lean on!
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| Together we’re an army,
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| Just as strong as black coffee!
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah!)
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| Together we’re an army,
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| Just as strong as black coffee!
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| Together…
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| Together…
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| Together we’re an army,
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| Just as strong as black coffee.
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| You’re not alone!
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| Four chords, one radio, two shoulders to lean on.
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| You’re not alone!
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| Four chords, one radio…
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| Together…
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| Together…
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| Together…
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| Together…
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| Two shoulders to lean on
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| Together…
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| Together…
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| Together…
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| Together… |