| You’ve been a good girl
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| You’ve been a bad girl
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| You’re not a girl anymore
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| Deep in a picture show
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| Unbuttoned in the last row
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| You watched the grown-ups win the war
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| Now that they’ve got you where they want you
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| You’re just combin' your hair
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| The alteration’s done, but you’re havin' way too much fun
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| They want to touch you but you just don’t care
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| Take off your uniform
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| They see what they want to see
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| You should have never been born
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| You’d better stay with me
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| Your replacement
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| Waits in the basement
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| They’ve got her down to your smile
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| She writes those letters too
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| She thinks she’s better than you
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| She says you’re just a foolish child
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| They got her smilin' while she’s dialing
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| She’s such a clever machine
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| She’d fit in anywhere, now that her vision’s impaired
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| She listens up, but she don’t know what they mean
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| Take off your uniform
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| They see what they want to see
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| You should have never been born
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| You’d better stay with me
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| Everyone’s happy with your daily activities
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| They like that tone in your voice
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| Now that you’re finally an adult in America
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| You’re too dumb to have a choice
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| Take off your uniform
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| They see what they want to see
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| You should have never been born
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| Take off your uniform
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| They see what they want to see
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| You should have never been born
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| You’d better stay with me |