| She plays boys like a game of cards,
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| And dances to the beat of breaking hearts but,
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| She ain’t no beauty queen to me!
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| She’s all wrapped up in plastic skin,
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| Her bad disguise won’t take me in cause,
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| She ain’t no beauty queen to me!
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| I see through her smile,
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| I don’t trust these eyes,
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| She’s a walking lie!
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| I see through her smile,
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| She’s as cold as ice,
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| I’ll stay away from…
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| The girl with the saccharine smile!
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| Hey girl!
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| I don’t believe a word from her dead lips,
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| Don’t like the way she moves her hips, no!
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| She ain’t no sugarcube to me!
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| And she knows she’s better than the rest,
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| Well, arrogance is godliness but,
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| She ain’t no beauty queen to me!
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| I see through her smile,
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| I don’t trust these eyes,
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| She’s a walking lie!
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| I see through her smile,
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| She’s as cold as ice,
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| I’ll stay away from…
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| The girl with the saccharine smile!
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| (Hey… Hey… She ain’t no beauty queen to me!)
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| Yeah!
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| I see through her smile,
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| I don’t trust these eyes,
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| She’s a walking lie!
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| I see through her smile,
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| She’s as cold as ice,
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| I’ll stay away from…
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| The girl with the saccharine smile!
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| I see through her smile,
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| I don’t trust these eyes,
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| She’s a walking lie!
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| I see through her smile,
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| She’s not worth my while,
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| And she don’t touch me…
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| The girl with the saccharine! |