| I’ll take care of what you eat
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| Here’s the finest piece of meat
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| You were just a child, child
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| With a heart so big and tender
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| It would take up your whole chest
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| But your mom knows what’s the best for you
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| So men are made of many parts
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| Mom would feed you piggy hearts
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| They would merge with yours until
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| You got no space for lungs
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| And your face got red and swollen
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| From no breathing
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| You got this undecided look
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| With your eyes almost not there
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| What’s this color of your hair?
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| Piggy Blonde, Piggy Blonde
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| You’re no Iggy, you’re no Bond
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| Run run as fast as you can
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| The wolves will get your sorry ass
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| Run run run
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| Hey there Piggy, what’s the deal?
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| Wishing you would disappear
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| Better stop now what you’re doing
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| 'Cause it really gets you nowhere
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| Remember when you cut your hand
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| And there came a flood
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| And your wound rained piggy blood
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| Everyone could see that
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| Don’t you try to fool yourself now thinking
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| You would get help from sinking
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| Dream are only dreams
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| Piggies don’t grow into wolves
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| What’s the status of your goals?
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| Piggy Blonde, Piggy Blonde
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| You’re no Iggy, you’re no Bond
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| Run run as fast as you can
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| The wolves will get your sorry ass
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| Run run run |