| Yo…
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| Same song and dance
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| Damn girl, everywhere I go
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| Same song and dance
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| I like the way you move! |
| All over the globe
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| Same song and dance
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| Something about it man
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| Same song and dance
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| In the Pale Moonlight
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| Yo…
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| I’m lookin' at ya, yeah girl
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| Your kind of tookin' back by
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| The whole rapper thing aren’t ya?
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| Probably thinkin' you’ll get slapped so dang hard ya
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| Won’t even be able to stand up straight, aren’t ya?
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| Couple rape charges, people think you’re a monster
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| The police constantly buggin' ya non-stop
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| I walk up on ya, well hello Tonya
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| I think ya got your OnStar button inside your car stuck.
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| You outta gas, do you gotta flat?
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| I would hate for you to be stranded at the laundromat
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| I got your back
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| Why don’t you put your laundry basket in the back
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| And sit up front, not askin' it’s a trap
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| You just got jacked and body snatched and it’s a rap
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| In broad day, with no mask for this attack
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| I heard 'em say, exact opposites attract
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| If that’s a fact, it’ll take task force to get ya back
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| Yeah baby, do that dance
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| It’s the last dance you’ll ever get the chance to do
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| Girl shake that a*s
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| You ain’t ever gonna break that glass
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| The windshields too strong for you
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| I said yeah baby, sing that song
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| It’s the last song you’ll ever get the chance to sing
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| You sexy little thing
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| Show me what you got, give it your all
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| Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me?
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| Same song and dance…
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| The first victim I had, she was a big one
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| Big movie star, a party girl, big fun
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| She was the girl the media always picked on
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| In and out of rehab, every 4 to 6 months
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| She was always known for little pranks and slick stunts
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| And Nickelodeon flashed her little kids once
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| What an event it was, I was sitting in front
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| I was hooked in it the first glimpse of them buns
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| Seen her back stage now here’s where I come in son
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| Look here she comes I better pull out the big guns
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| Hello Lindsay, you’re looking a little thin hun
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| How bout a ride to rehab, get in cunt
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| Starting off on the wrong foot is what I didn’t want
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| Girl I’m just kidding let me start over again hun
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| See what I meant was, we should have a little intervention
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| Come with me to Brighton, let me relieve your tension
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| You little Wench ya, murder wasn’t my intention
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| If I wanted to kill you it would of already been done
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| Slowly she gets in and I begin to lynch her
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| With sixty-six inches of extension… cord
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| Yeah baby, do that dance
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| It’s the last dance you’ll ever get the chance to do
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| Girl shake that a*s
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| You ain’t ever gonna break that glass
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| The windshields too strong for you
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| I said yeah baby, sing that song
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| It’s the last song you’ll ever get the chance to sing
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| You sexy little thing
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| Show me what you got, give it your all
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| Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me?
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| Same song and dance…
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| My second victim was even bigger then the first
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| Pop star, icon, the whole works
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| She played a little schoolgirl when she first burst
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| Upon the scene and seen that the world was hers
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| She twirls and turns and flirts in skirts so bad it hurts
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| It irked me and made me mad at first
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| I lashed out through my songs but what was really going on
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| Was that I had developed a crush
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| I just didn’t know how to tell it to her
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| Should I cut off one of my ears and mail it to her?
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| Send her pictures of my collections of skeletons
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| of, footage of me impaling myself on an elephant tusk?
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| We’ll settle this once and for all, I’mma tell her at dusk
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| Tonight, tonight is the night and tell her I must
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| Creep up, to her mansion in stilettos and just
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| climb the gate and ring the bell like hello my love
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| I just picked your prescription for Seroquel up!
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| Now would you like to share a pill or two with me?
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| I’ll share my valium with you cause I’m feelin you Britney!
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| I’ll trade you a blue one for a pink one
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| Ever since a schoolgirl juvenile delinquent
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| I’ve been feeling you ooh ooh girl you sexy little gal you
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| Hold that pill any longer it’ll get sentimental value
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| Come-on toots, give me the valium alleyoop
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| I’ll slam dunk it in your mouth til you puke
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| And just as soon you pass out in your alphabet soup
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| I’m 'bout to, make a new outfit out of you
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| New outfit? |
| Shit I’ll make a suit out of you
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| Shoot! |
| Now show me how you move baby do how well ya do
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| Yeah baby, do that dance
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| It’s the last dance you’ll ever get the chance to do
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| Girl shake that a*s
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| You ain’t ever gonna break that glass
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| The windshields too strong for you
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| I said yeah baby, sing that song
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| It’s the last song you’ll ever get the chance to sing
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| You sexy little thing
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| Show me what you got, give it your all
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| Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me?
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| Same song and dance
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| Same kickin' and screamin' same cryin' and sobbin'
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| Same song and dance
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| Same diggin' and pleadin' same yellin' and bleedin'
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| Same song and dance
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| Yeah
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| Same song and dance
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| I know
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| Same song and dance |