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You're everything you want to be |
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Accomplished, gracious and great company |
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It makes perfect sense, you're never hated |
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But then, appearances are overrated |
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You speak the language everyone knows |
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You take over when the conversation slows |
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Another self made luminary |
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Or maybe just the ****in' tooth fairy |
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Well I'd send that brain you ration |
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To feed the smallest starving nation |
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But diet aftertaste is rude |
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And I can't digest a single word |
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Well I'd send that brain you ration |
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To feed the smallest starving nation |
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But diet aftertaste is rude |
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And I can't digest a single word |
