| Kicked down the doors at the broadcast station
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| Pulled the plug on what they’re saying
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| Cos she don’t like it, Christina fight it
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| She couldn’t stand to hear what they saying
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| Wonders where they got their information
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| She don’t like it, Christina fight it
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| Now could she be home, all alone, or by the phone
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| Jump in the shower and all the rooms completely dark
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| A bouncing light could catch her eye, I’d see the spark
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| And I say whoa whoa wow
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| She down and out in the same old situation
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| It don’t matter whats your name and your opinion
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| She don’t like it, Christina fight it
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| She got this tactical nuclear conviction
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| It’s glowin, throwin sparks into decision
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| She don’t like it, Christina fight it
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| Gonna learn to read or write it
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| She’s not alone but she can feel it to the bone
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| Look in her eyes its tearin her complete apart
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| Can’t push her to it so there’s no point to even start
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| I say whoa whoa wow
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| The upperhand which you can’t stand
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| Don’t think the sun will shine for you again
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| Don’t rip yourself into shreds
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| Don’t lay yourself down in your bed cuz you ain’t dead
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| So much more that you really gotta know
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| She fighting back now it really starts to show
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| So much more that you really oughtta know |