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When I'm out and about |
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Skipping around the city |
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Up and down |
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Without a doubt |
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I'm okay with me |
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But when I'm home all alone |
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With only the phone |
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And all the crap I've accrued |
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What can I, what can I, what can I do? |
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Mama, Mama I wanted to please you |
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Mama, Mama I wanted to please |
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Dadda, dadda, I wanted to be better, better, |
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I wanted to be Mama |
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I wanted to be you |
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When I'm out in the car |
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With the wind in my hair |
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Spinning wheels |
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It really feels |
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Like I'm going somewhere |
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But when I'm home all alone |
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With only the phone |
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Eating crap, in the nude |
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What can I, what can I, what can I do? |
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Mama, Mama I wanted to please |
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Dadda, dadda, I wanted to be better, better, |
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I wanted to be Mama |
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I wanted to be you |
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I wanted to be you... |
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I wanted to be you... |
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I wanted to be you |
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Mama, Mama I wanted to please you |
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Mama, Mama I wanted to please |
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Dadda, dadda, I wanted to be better, better, |
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I wanted to be Mama |
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I wanted to be you, Dad |
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I wanted to be you, Dad |
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I wanted to be you, Dad |
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You... |
