| What have they done to you, darling?
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| What did you let them do?
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| 'Cause I can’t believe they’d get that far
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| Without some assistance from you
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| Did you offer scant resistance
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| When the black light turned to blue?
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| Was it everything you dreamed of?
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| Did you think you’d still be you
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| In spite of yourself?
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| What have they done to you, darling?
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| How’d they get away with that?
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| When you saw their funny mouse suits
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| Did you know that they were rats?
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| And I think, I know, I’m sure you were
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| Aware of every ruse
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| You’ve even changed your name
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| Maybe that’s why you’re confused
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| In spite of yourself
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| Through a crack in your disguise
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| Your eye is peeping through
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| And it’s like sunlight through the curtains
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| What have they done to you, darling?
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| Who are they anyway?
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| Give us their addresses
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| We’ll hear what they have to say
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| We revile the things we hate
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| But give credit where it’s due
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| And you’ve had a big fakeover
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| It could be a big improvement
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| But I guess that you’re still you
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| You in spite of yourself |