I've had good times
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With some bad guys
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I've told whole lies
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With a half smile
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Held your bare bones
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With my clothes on
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I've thrown rocks
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That hit both my arms
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I don't know what good it serves
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Pouring my purse in the dirt
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But I-I-I-I-I don't wanna be your cheerleader no more
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But I-I-I-I-I don't wanna be your cheerleader no more
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I've played dumb
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When I knew better
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Tried so hard
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Just to be clever
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I know honest thieves
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I call family
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I've seen America
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With no clothes on
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But I-I-I-I-I don't wanna be a cheerleader no more
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But I-I-I-I-I don't wanna be a cheerleader no more
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I don't know what I deserve
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But for you I could work
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Cause I don't wanna be a cheerleader no more
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I don't wanna be a cheerleader no more
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I don't wanna be a cheerleader no more
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I don't wanna be a dirt eater no more
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I don't wanna be a dirt eater no more
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I don't wanna be a cheerleader no more
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Cheerleader
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| St. Vincent |
