| Outrageous, outrageous
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| (They say) I’m outrageous
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| It’s the rage
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| I’m gonna wear what I will and spend some
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| And I will be dress to kill don’tcha know
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| And when the lights come up
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| I’m ready I’m ready
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| To put on a show with class
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| And if I clash it’s cause I want to
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| What a show and I want everyone to know
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| They’re gonna fly up, get an eyeful
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| Everything that’s craved from me
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| I’m gonna be, I’m gonna be outrageous
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| Outrageous
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| (They say) I’m outrageous
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| It’s the rage it’s the rage
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| With my long black hair hanging way down to my
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| Ask me no questions and I’ll tell you no lies
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| Don’t tell me what to do don’t tell me what to be
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| See I don’t trust anybody else’s traits about make-up and me
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| Well in my show I let everything go
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| Is what you want is whatcha wanna see from me
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| But when the curtain comes down
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| And you’re on your way back home
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| I change into my jeans that are split at the seam
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| I grab my funky black jacket and make quite a racket
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| You drive like you’re an outlaw
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| Cause everything that’s craved from me
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| I’m gonna be, I’m gonna be outrageous
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| So outrageous
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| I’m outrageous honey yes a rage
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| It’s the rage
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| Outrageous, outrageous
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| I’m outrageous
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| It’s the rage it’s a rage
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| Outrageous, outrageous
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| They say I’m outrageous |