she's got a job at mcdonalds but i don't care
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she's had a lot of strange colors in her hair
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but her job and her hair are cool by me, oh yeah
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all my friends say that she's so mean
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always achin' to cause a nasty scene
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but they don't understand her like i do, not you
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in a world of perfect fantasy
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you're probably the coolest one for me, oh yeah
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would you be my teenage queen
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if i was you're teenage king?
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would you sit upon a throne?
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would you let me call you my own?
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i'll follow her wherever she goes
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she gets off early to come to all my shows
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and sometimes she complains
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but i'm glad she's there, right there
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sometimes we scream and sometimes we fight
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but it's always cool at the end of the night
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and i feel real happy cause i know she's mine, all mine
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in a world of perfect thinkin'
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we're probably doin' a lot of stinkin'
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oh yeah, oh yeah
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Teenage Queen
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The Huntingtons |