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Jessica Simpson, where has your love gone, |
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It's not in your music, no. |
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You need a vacation to wake up the cavemen |
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And take them to Mexico. |
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Jessica, Jessica Simpson, you've got it all wrong. your fraudulent smile, the way that you faked it the day that you died. |
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My body's in shambles INCRUSTED with brambles that sharpen the air I breathe. |
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What's ON the menu, Jessica can you, take down my order please. |
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Jessica, Jessica Simpson, you've got it all wrong. your fraudulent smile, the way that you faked it the day that you died. |
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Tomorrow gets closer a purple bulldozer is calling you on the phone. |
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Your love life precedes you, your son in law feeds you, injections of cortisone. |
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Jessica, Jessica Simpson, you've got it all wrong. your fraudulent smile, the way that you faked it the day that you died. |
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Jessica Simpson where has your love gone, its not in your music, so where has it gone? then, Jessica |
