| How can you be so horrible?
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| The things you say are terrible
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| You make me feel ashamed
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| When you call me names
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| How come you think it’s wise
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| To tell those wicked lies
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| You play such silly games
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| When you call me names
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| Stones and sticks don’t hurt like bricks
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| No skin off my nose
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| I’ll take the flack and hand it back
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| It’s just the way that it goes
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| You dish the dirt but names don’t hurt
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| You never break my bones
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| I’ll grit my teeth but underneath
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| It' only sticks and stones
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| You think you win a prize
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| To cut me down to size
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| You make outrageous claims
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| When you call me names
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| Stones and sticks don’t hurt like bricks
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| No skin off my nose
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| I’ll take the flack and hand it back
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| It’s just the way that it goes
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| You dish the dirt but names don’t hurt
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| You never break my bones
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| I’ll grit my teeth but underneath
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| It' only sticks and stones
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| How can you say those things
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| When they aim to sting
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| It always sounds the same
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| When you call me names
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| Stones and sticks don’t hurt like bricks
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| No skin off my nose
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| I’ll take the flack and hand it back
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| It’s just the way that it goes
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| You dish the dirt but names don’t hurt
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| You never break my bones
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| I’ll grit my teeth but underneath
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| It' only sticks and stones
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| You never say what you mean
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| You never mean what you say
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| You never say what you mean
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| You never mean what you say
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| You never say what you mean
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| When you call me names
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| When you call me names
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| When you call me names
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| When you call me names |