And theres no clothes I can buy
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Make me feel like myself
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She said
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So I put on clothes
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To make me look feel like someone else
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Instead
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As a matter of fact I don't like to be seen
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Cause I'm not satisfied with myself She said
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You better hit her
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She said She said She said She said
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She's dead
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There no perfume I can buy
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Make me smell like myself
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So I put on perfume
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To make me smell like someone else
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In bed
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And as a matter of fact
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I don't like to be scented
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I don't like to smell myself
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She Said
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You better hit her
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She said, she said, she said.
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She said She said
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But I'm not afraid
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Of being more than pretty
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While your getting paid
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To wind yourselves up untill you drop
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Yeah..
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There no one I can talk to like
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I talk to myself
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She said
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So I play games to make them
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Think I'm someone else
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It's inbred
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As a matter of fact
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I don't like to be seen
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Cause I'm not satisfied
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with myself She said
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You better hit her
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I'm not afraid
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Of being more than pretty
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While your getting paid
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To wind yourselves up untill you drop
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She said, she said, she said.
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She's dead, she's dead She's sad She's played
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It's ingrained shes stained shes played Shes trade
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I've fucked up inside my own head and what the hell I'm doing
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In a place like this I know exactly why I'm here ---- me
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She Said
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| Longpigs |
