| Hey cutie, don’t know if you knew
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| But I’ve kinda got a girl crush on you
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| You’re everything that I wish I could be Gonna tell you what I wanna do to you
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| (Tee-hee-hee!)
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| I wanna lock you in a basement with soundproof walls
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| And take over your identity
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| I wanna cut the silky hair right off your head
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| And slurp it up like spaghetti
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| Wanna clone you and consume you
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| Wanna own you and cartoon you
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| Fly your dirty panties like a kite
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| (Kite!)
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| 'Cause I-I-I-I'm
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| Feelin' kinda naughty tonight
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| Sorry I said that creepy stuff out loud
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| That was super rando
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| I meant to say I wanna do cutesy stuff
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| Like pillow fight or go swimmin' commando
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| I wanna kill you and wear your skin like a dress
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| But then also have you see me in the dress
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| And be like, «O-M-G you look so cute in my skin!»
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| I wanna lock you in a basement but in that basement
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| You would also be my personal trainer
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| (I want your abs!)
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| Break into your mom’s house, collect your baby teeth
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| And turn them into my new retainer
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| (I want your smile!)
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| Cook your spit into a chowder
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| Dry your sweat into a powder
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| And do lines of you all through the night
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| (Night!)
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| Cause I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm
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| Feelin' kinda naughty—
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| Take measurements of your body
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| Then go up to a surgeon
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| Make my body like your body
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| Like that film with Liberace—
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| 'Cause I’m feelin' kinda naughty tonight |