| Are you lost, little girl?
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| Where’s your mama? |
| Good grief
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| Skin thick as bricks
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| Was it karma? |
| How old are ya?
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| Watch your back, watch your step
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| Watch your weight, watch your words too
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| They’ll come at you with their teeth
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| And their rhinestone-covered sheaths
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| Word of warning
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| Straighten up
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| Tie your shoelaces up
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| There’s never time to warm up
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| When the jungle cools down
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| It’s a goddamn cornucopia
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| Of your serpents and your scorpions
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| When you fall asleep, baby
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| Keep an eye wide open, hmm
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| Keep an eye wide open, hmm
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| All the wolves lick your cuts clad in Prada
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| With white grins, and tight grips
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| Blood oaths and loose lips
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| Smokin' stardust, mmm
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| Act like some pilgrims
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| Sing like some psalmists
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| Kiss like it’s harmless
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| I hope you listen
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| There are too many demons
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| So girl, don’t you give in
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| To all of the voices around you saying you can spread your wings
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| Only if you spread those legs first, huh
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| That’s the bread and butter of this place
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| Bitches with butter knives
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| At the ready to spread the word to save their pretty face
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| So let these words be your saving grace
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| There’s a much longer trail to blaze
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| And it’s ours
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| (So straighten up)
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| Kamikaze
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| Don’t get sloppy
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| Don’t get sloppy, mmm
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| (So straighten up)
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| And keep an eye wide open, mmm
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| Keep an eye wide open, mmm |