| She says it’s good to get tan
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| She says it’s bad to get burned
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| She says it’s great gettin' high
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| She says it’s lame to get fried
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| She says there’s way too many drugs
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| Too many chumpy junkie thugs
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| And it ain’t no fun fallin' five flights of stairs to a real fierce fisting
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| And it ain’t that sweet workin' six nights a week
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| And your swimsuit gets ripped and it’s dripping wet with frosting
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| It’s colossal
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| It’s much bigger than us
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| It’s the shit they stick in liquor makes us lick the chicks that we don’t even
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| love
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| And it ain’t that great and it ain’t that great |