| Everything she does is all too much
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| Quite a bit too much
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| She’s just a touch too much
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| Everything she makes is so damn neat
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| So saccharin-o-sweet
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| It’s bad for her teeth, o-o-oh
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| Ro-Ro-Roberta Roberta Right
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| You can do what you want with your life
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| And I feel like going out tonight
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| Would-a you like to come along?
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| Would-a you like to come along?
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| All the games she plays are dull to play
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| They’re either black or grey
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| And that’s on a jolly day
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| And the words she says are hard to get
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| Her sound is loudly set
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| Like on a jumbo jet, o-o-oh
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| Ro-Ro-Roberta Roberta Right
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| You should do what you want with your life
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| And I feel like going out tonight
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| Would-a you like to come along?
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| Would-a you like to come along?
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| «Come along? |
| Come alive?
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| You got nuthin' to do with my life!!!» |