| I am so fab
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| Check out,
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| I'm blonde,
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| I'm skinny,
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| I'm rich,
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| and I'm a little bit of a bitch
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| I wanna dress you up in silk, Taffeta
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| Tailor these clothes to fit your guilt, what's your size?
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| This purse can hold my black card and tiara
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| Versace promises I will, Dolce Vita
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| What do you wanna wear this spring?
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| What do you think is the new thing?
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| What do you wanna wear this season?
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| Donatella
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| (I'm smokin em on full tank of gas)
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| Mi-Mi-Bella
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| (I'm a rich bitch, I'm the upper class)
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| All of the day
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| (I'm the pearl to your oyster, I'm a babe)
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| I'm gonna smoke Marlboro Lights and drink Champagne
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| (I smoke Marlboro Reds and drink Champagne)
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| Donatella
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| Cause she walks so bad, like it feels so good
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| Listen to her radiate her magic
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| Even though she knows she's misunderstood
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| Voodoo, Voodoo, Voo-Don-Na-Na
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| Walk down the runway, but don't puke, It's okay
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| You just had a salad today, Boulangerie
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| Just ask your gay friends their advice, before you
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| Get a spray tan on Holiday, in Taipei
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| Check it out, take it in
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| Who's that bitch, she's so thin (Ooh nah nah nah)
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| She's so rich, and so Blonde
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| She so fab, it's beyond
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| What do you wanna wear this spring?
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| What do you think is the new thing?
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| What do you wanna wear this season?
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| Donatella, Donatella
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| All of the day
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| I'm gonna wear designer and forget your name
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| Donatella, Donatella
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| Voo-Don-Na-Na |