| I’m a green-eyed bunny and I’m, well, quite, funny
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| As I’m taking you out back
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| I’m a good girl, large and ridiculously faking
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| To fit in your picture
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| You only bathe in honey or mountains of money
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| But your nose is slightly flat
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| I find this pathetic and foolish and it’s just kinda sad
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| So if your notes had pretended
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| You can have it if you want it
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| True to the modern, the world belongs to you
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| Play the fellow of the moment
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| But you’re added to the rule net
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| In your heart you’re still a creep
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| 'Cause beauty’s only skin deep
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| Yeah, I’m a good girl
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| Really find it stunning how you could be panning
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| The ideals I choose for me (Shh)
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| I do like my baubles sealed up from your arrival
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| I keep my mind free
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| I don’t fall for money, don’t call me your bunny
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| Back off, back off from me, yeah
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| Now don’t you come closer
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| 'Cause I can’t abide a self-exposure
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| You think your money makes you sublime
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| Still, I won’t let you waste all my time
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| Get out of my comfort zone
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| 'Cause I’m a little bit sick of it
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| Yeah, I’m a good girl |