| I’m back, damn
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| I forgot about how disgusting
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| Yet, somehow delicious your food is
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| Anyway, as you might imagine
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| Where there’s a lot of merchandise
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| There comes trouble in paradise
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| The duplicants began to get unhappy, and wise
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| I’m the best
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| My breath to my breasts, especially undressed
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| Never get depressed, so impressed
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| Take everything till nothing’s left
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| So, advance to France, make 'em dance
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| Due to Zimbabwe, another pay day
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| ?, they think I’m awesome
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| Compton to Thompkins, leave I’m wanted
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| What do you want, what do you want (cars, cars)
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| What do you want, what do you want (jewels, jewels)
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| What do you want, what do you want (cars, cars)
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| What do you want, what do you want (more, more)
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| If you wit me, let me hear you say uh, uh
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| If you wit me, let me hear you say uh, uh
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| If you wit me, let me hear you say uh, uh
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| Say uh, uh
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| I’ve spread like a virus
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| Get what I want, a remote control in my iris
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| I ruled the kindness
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| Gotta be ruthless baby, why don’t you try it
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| Wonder what it’s like to be me
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| Everyone buying, dying to get next to me
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| Yeah it’s ecstasy, even better than some sex could be
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| Uh, everything you dreamed and more, the?
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| ?, desperate to score
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| Drippin' in diamonds from my head to my core
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| To my hymen all for my beautiful rhymin'
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| Nobody knows who won the Nobel prize
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| But everybody knows the colour of my eyes
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| And when I go up a dress size
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| And my market sliced and my pocket book priced
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| Hey, Duplicant 661, what the hell is going on
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| You a broke clone or su’thin', can’t you see
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| I’m in the middle of a song, what’s wrong
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| (Sorry Superstar, I’m feelin' worse)
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| (I think it’s gonna be a brain spurt)
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| (My body, my soul, everything hurts)
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| (My brain and spirit broke, they don’t work)
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| You jerk! |
| I don’t care
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| Better push and make it work, get out there
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| Feel bad about your life, I don’t care
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| Wanna make things right, I don’t care
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| What you need right now is just more things
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| Buy more things, you feel nothing
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| Money ain’t a thing for what it brings
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| Diamond rings, you need more things
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| What do you want, what do you want (cars, cars)
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| What do you want, what do you want (jewels, jewels)
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| What do you want, what do you want (cars, cars)
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| What do you want, what do you want (more, more)
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| If you wit me, let me hear you say uh, uh
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| If you wit me, let me hear you say uh, uh
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| If you wit me, let me hear you say uh, uh
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| Say uh, uh |