| The family tree was chainsawed Wednesday week
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| So now I have to mingle with the meek
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| Hey mister, you have finally met your match
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| Now everybody wants to kiss my snatch
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| To go where God knows who has gone before
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| I am a muse, not a mistress, not a whore
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| Oh, suburban shits who want some class
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| All queue up to kiss my ass
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| And I was only trying to please
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| I never got any royalties oh no, not me
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| I’m still sliding through life on charm
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| Sliding through life on charm
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| If Marianne was born a man she’d show you all
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| A way to piss your life against the wall
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| Go ahead why don’t you leave me to these thugs
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| And creeps who want to fuck a nun on drugs?
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| Is it such a sin I never ever tried too hard?
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| I had to know how far was going too far
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| In proper homes throughout the land, Fathers try to understand
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| Why Eunice who is seventeen aspires to live her life like me
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| Oh no, can’t ya see, Daddy?
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| She’s just captivated by my charm
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| Sliding through life on charm
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| Sliding
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| Sliding
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| Never
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| I wonder why the schools don’t teach anything useful nowadays
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| Like how to fall from grace and slide with elegance from a pedestal
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| I never asked to be on in the first place
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| Sliding on charm, sliding on charm
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| Sliding on charm, sliding on charm
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| Sliding on charm, sliding on charm
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| Sliding on charm |