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Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah |
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Yeah, you don't have to be so loud |
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Everyone can hear you in this whole damn crowd |
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Don't have to try so hard |
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I think they got the message, you were out of your mind |
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It's not so good to see you this upset |
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But the next generation will forget |
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They're always scared of where their daughters been |
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Cause who knows, they could be alone with men |
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They never wanna see or hear or think about again? |
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Is it gone? |
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Don't have to lick my face |
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Every one can see that you're a psycho in displace |
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That the next generation will forget |
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Where their daughter's been |
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Or who knows they could be alone with men |
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They're never gonna let you understand |
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Or show you what it is to be a man |
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You don't wanna sit down and talk and hear |
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You don't think anyone is in your ear |
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I never wanna see your face again |
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It's no ones fault |
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Is it gone? |
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Gone |
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They're always scared of where their daughter's been |
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Cause who knows, they could be alone with men |
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They never wanna see or hear or think about again? |
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Is it gone? |
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I hope that, that, that it's gone |
