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She was acting pretty, thought she owned the city |
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Someone should have told her that pretty ain't a job |
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Now she begs for money |
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No one calls her honey |
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As she bothers shoppers in the parking lot |
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Gets her karma with a catch |
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Forgets superstition by wearing it backward |
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Lives under ladders and sleeps with black cats |
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Some people never change, they just stay the same way |
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I swear this like a sailor |
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Love is not a favor, |
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I find it's just a concept that we live inside |
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And if you can agree with me and Mr. Twain in matters of opinion |
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Our rivals are insane |
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Forgets superstition by wearing it backward |
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Lives under ladders and sleeps with black cats |
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Some people never change, they just stay the same way |
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Some people never change, they just stay the same way... |
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Some people never change... they just stay the same way |
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Change, change, change |
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Change, change, change |
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Change, change, change |
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Change, change, change |
