God, I have to know
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Is it really true?
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I refuse to believe in
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The stuff they write about you
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You always look real depressive
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But that¢¥s what makes you cute
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Say it ain¢¥t so, say it ain¢¥t so
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Have you become a fruit?
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Vaseline bizniz, improves your record sales
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Vaseline bizniz, you know it never fails
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Vaseline bizniz, will make you interesting
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When you¢¥re too pissed to dance and too high to sing
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My teenage dream is fucked
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Although you don¢¥t know
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While I plan for our marriage
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You find some handsome guy to blow
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Then you speak about it frankly
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In an in-depth interview
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And I slip into denial
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¢¥Cos I know it isn¢¥t true
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Vaseline bizniz, improves your record sales
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Vaseline bizniz, you it never fails
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Vaseline bizniz, will make you interesting
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When you¢¥re too pissed to dance and you¢¥re too stoned to sing
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Yeah, I had a bad time
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My heart was torn in two
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Burned all my posters
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Thought I¢¥d never make it through
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But I worship another boy-group now
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Everybody else sucks!
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I even got their autographs
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Take that, you backstreet cocks!
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Vaseline Bizniz
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| Freak Kitchen |
