| Dressing up in push-up bras and daisy chains
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| Coming up on street drugs yay aye yay aye yay
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| Why won’t you let me scold you hey hey hey
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| Why won’t you let me have my say
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| And what can I do next for you
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| Breaking my balls to floor you
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| Why won’t you look at me that way way way
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| I’m living in a rut with a little sparkler, hey aye yay aye yay aye yay
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| Shotgun shells
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| And Tinseltown
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| She’s a waste of time
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| And out of bounds
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| Well I’m playing a lady for today
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| I’d pop a wheelie for you, hey
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| I want you stuck to every corner of my face
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| I’m living in a rut with a little sparkler, hey aye yay aye yay aye yay aye yay
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| Hey aye yay aye yay
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| Playing the lady for today
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| I’d pop a wheelie for you, hey
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| Why don’t you look at me that way
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| I’m living in a rut with a little sparkler, hey!
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| What can I do next for you
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| Breaking my balls to floor you, yay
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| Why don’t you look at me that way way way
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| Oh hey! |