| Woman of my dreams, so blond and beautiful
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| I just got to have that lady, so sweet and dressed to kill
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| We went out on a date
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| I took here to my place
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| She whispered in my ear
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| She’s do anything for me
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| When she got undressed I found to my surprise
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| Padded bra and cotton stuffung, a whig and Jelly thighs
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| She was not what she was cracked up to be
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| What you see is awful beauty
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| Don’t you be a sucker for some caudy illusion
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| What you get is pretty ugly
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| Look behind the picture for a different conclusion
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| Going on a trip, I’ve got to get away
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| Makes me feel so free and easy when I lay myself I line
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| No troubles anymore
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| I float above the floor
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| But no I’m crashing down
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| The world is spinning round
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| Need another kick, I got the Junkie blues
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| Down and out I feel like dying, my mind is so confused
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| Lies and self-delusion, heaven is hell
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| What you see is awful beauty
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| Don’t you be a sucker for some caudy illusion
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| What you get is pretty ugly
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| Look behind the picture for a different conclusion
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| Everybody’s dream, money and luxury
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| All my wishes and desires, I buy’em just like that
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| Ten cars and twenty whores
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| Wild parties, been galore
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| A golden tiolet seat
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| But still I feel like shit
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| Now I realize you can’t buy hapiness
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| Everybody loves my money, but my life is a mess
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| Everything that glistens need not be gold
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| What you see is awful beauty
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| Don’t you be a sucker for some caudy illusion
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| What you get is pretty ugly
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| Look behind the picture for a different conclusion |