Alright, okay
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It¡¯s guys like you baby
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That gives the a boys a bad name
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Keep your hands where I can see them
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Get the man out of me
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Be my fancy boy
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Come to my room
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Glaring at my eyes
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Turn around that door
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Woop woop
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Alright, okay
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You have a world of your own
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Ba ba da da da do
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Such a ba ba da da da do
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Ba ba da da da do
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Be my fancy boy
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Come to my room
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Glaring at my eyes
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Turn around that door
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So head on home tonight honey
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Just be glad we didn¡¯t kill anybody
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And I swear i¡¯ll never tell anybody
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You were always looking at yourself in my mirror
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So be there a quarter but get out son (?)
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Bop bop duh nuh...
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We¡¯ll be squealing like animals
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When I¡¯m on my knees
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I¡¯m desperate, and I hear you¡¯re liking me
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Be my fancy boy
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Come to my room
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Glaring at my eyes
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Turn around that door
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So head on home tonight honey
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Just be glad we didn¡¯t kill anybody
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And I swear i¡¯ll never tell anybody
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You were always looking at yourself in my mirror
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So be there a quarter but get out son (?)
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Think you¡¯re such a badass
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Think you¡¯re such a wrap
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Think you¡¯re such a rebel
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*scatting*
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Think you¡¯re such a badass
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Da da da da duh
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Be my fancy boy
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Come to my room
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Glaring at my eyes
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Turn around that door
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Be my fancy boy
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Come to my room
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Glaring at my eyes
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Turn around that door
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I¡¯m pure platinum
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Got the disc at home
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Why do I feel so bad
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Na na na na fun ...
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Badass
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