| Eighteen and a body like steel
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| A scary baby on a killer craze
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| And a mushroom haze
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| And she’s gonna put the knife in you
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| Eighteen and jeans you could peel
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| She say what she say
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| And she do what she does
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| And she’s gonna chew a hole through you
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| They call her Cutting Carol…
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| She keeps her razor sharp
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| When she’s dead, she’ll have a smile on her face
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| And a tattoo that says «fuck you»
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| You gonna love her, you gonna hate her
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| When she gets what she wants
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| And she gets what she gets
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| And she cuts what she wants off you
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| She’s eighteen and she’s built like a safe
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| And she always gets her way
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| No way around it
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| And she keeps all the suckers up to pace
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| They call her Cutting Carol…
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| She keeps her razor sharp
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| When she’s dead, she’ll have a smile on her face
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| And a tattoo that says «fuck you»
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| Eighteen and a body like steel
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| A scary baby on a killer craze
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| And a mushroom haze
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| And she’s gonna put the knife in you
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| They call her Cutting Carol…
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| She keeps her razor sharp
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| And when she’s dead, she’ll have a smile on her face
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| And a tattoo that says «fuck you»
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| And when she’s head, she’ll have a smile on her face
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| And a tattoo that says «fuck you»
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| She’s Cutting Carol!
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| She’s Cutting Carol!
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| She’s Cutting Carol!
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| She’s Cutting Carol! |