| Being a boy’s like sucking on a lemon
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| And I judge myself by the adverts I see
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| My deodorant hides the real me
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| These things elevate me above animals
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| I feel like being a girl
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| Being a girl, being a girl, being a girl, being a girl
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| And my life never tasted sweeter
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| I’m so boring, my clothes wanna keep
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| Someone else warm, someone cooler
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| Tax on cigarettes, treats my cancer
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| These things elevate me above animals
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| I feel like being a girl
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| Being a girl, being a girl, being a girl, being a girl
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| And my life never tasted sweeter
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| Being a girl, being a girl, being a girl, being a girl
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| Feels like being a girl
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| Being a girl, being a girl, being a girl, being a girl
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| And my life never tasted sweeter
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| A frog, it cannot comprehend the sea
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| Nor me happiness
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| Girl is much to weak a word for me
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| Made from balsa wood
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| Being a girl, being a girl
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| I want to experience being a girl
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| I want to experience being a girl
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| I want to experience being a girl
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| The only pureness left is preached by Marx
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| Time to contemplate
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| Never been informed there must be poor
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| Or the rich won’t be rich no more
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| Being a girl, being a girl
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| I want to experience being a girl
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| I want to experience being a girl
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| I want to experience being a girl
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| I want to experience being a girl
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| I want to experience being a girl
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| I want to experience being a girl
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| The only pureness left is preached for me by Marx
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| The only pureness left is preached for me by Marx
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| The only pureness left is preached by Marx |