She drives a black Iroc with hot pink leather.
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Got a good butt, but can't remember whether
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she's a good girl or she's bad, or count the sex she's had.
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Comes home late with grocery sacks
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and brothers in his hat, doin' Michael Jackson.
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Doesn't know her dad, since he dropped her on her head.
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and if there's one thing I can say, is she takes all my breath away.
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She doesn't know my name.
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She doesn't know her name.
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Every time that I call, she can't remember at all.
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and that's the last I fall for Alicia
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She got a summer job at the mall in town.
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Sellin' shiny clothes to the bands in town,
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who are trying to be so cool,
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and they always make her drool.
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Takes all I have to say "hey"
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when she's cleaning out the manic, panic, hair dye trays,
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and I can always bet, she'll ask me if we've met.
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If there's one thing I can say, (one thing I can say)
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every time that she walks away,
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She doesn't know my name.
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She doesn't know her name.
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Every time that I call, she can't remember at all,
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and that's the last I fall for Alicia (Alicia) Amnesia (Amnesia)
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Every time that I call, she can't remember at all,
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and that's the last I fall for you! Alicia
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Amnesia.
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Alicia Amnesia
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| Butch Walker |
