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We are sore the length of our bodies |
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We restore water we cry |
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We are nothing if not your granddaughters |
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We have been nothing but dignified |
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CHORUS 2: |
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We, we brave beestings and all |
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and we don't dive, we cannonball |
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and we splash our eyes full of chemicals |
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Just so there's none left for little girls |
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Just so there's none left for little girls |
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Roll, roll, roll up your denim |
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We've got to pedal 10 hours south |
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They pour it down from their balconies |
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You've got to push all the doubt to the side of your mouth |
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CHORUS 2 |
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CHORUS 1 |
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CHORUS 2 |