| Take me to the taxi
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| Don’t call no uber driver
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| I’ll sit you in the backseat
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| And set your noose on fire
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| Don’t tell me where he’s goin
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| Don’t tell me what he buys her
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| I’ll bring my brother’s clone in
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| If you tell me which one’s nicer
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| I’m only so high off the ground
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| A lonely afterthought around your neck
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| But i’m so pretty
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| I wait until nightfall to drown
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| To keep your holy battle crown in check
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| But you’re so giddy
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| Tip the fancy drummer
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| Don’t use my shiny shoes
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| And flip the chance of summer
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| But always walk in twos
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| Tell Matilda no
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| Stop patching up your scarf
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| Oo spelled to fill the role
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| She read one letter too far
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| I’m only so high off the ground
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| A lonely afterthought around your neck
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| But i’m so pretty
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| I wait until nightfall to drown
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| To keep your holy battle crown in check
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| But you’re so giddy
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| I’m one to tidy up and hear just what you’ve said
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| But i’m not too quick to understand what’s in your head
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| Time to split to candyland and find my gingerbread
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| Now watch me click my heels and hang your troubles from a thread
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| I’m only so high off the ground
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| A lonely afterthought around your neck
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| But i’m so pretty
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| I wait until nightfall to drown
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| To keep your holy battle crown in check
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| But you’re so giddy. |
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