1, 2!
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If you ever hear a noise in the night,
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your body starts to sweat,
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it shakes and shivers with fright,
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you go to sleep with your,
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mother she hates your guts,
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she knows that you love her so she holds you tight,
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all through the night into the broad daylight,
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and when she doesn't come home you have to sleep alone,
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then you wet your bed,
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and I think thats sad for a girl of 19 thats more than sad,
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its obscene
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1, 2!
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your girlfriend's sweet, a little 17,
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she got the layered hair and the flared jeans,
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you know what that means,
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she's just a little queen,
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she shares your London flat,
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she thinks that London's where it's at,
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Although it stinks and when it rains you wear your hat,
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and your plum colored pvc wet- look maxi mac,
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You tie your ginger hair back in a bun,
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you're the ugliest creature, under the sun,
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1, 2, go!
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1, 2!
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And you think its about time that you die,
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and i agree so you decide on suicide,
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you try but you never quite carry it off,
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you only want to die in order to show off,
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and if you think youre gonna bleed all over me,
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you're even wronger than you'd normally be,
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and the only thing you wanna see its kitch,
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the only thing you wanna be is rich,
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Your little pink pointed nose begins twitch,
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I know you know you're just a little bitch,
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1, 2!
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Little Bitch
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