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She's got the tits. He's got the longest dick.
And I get to read about it week.
You hear sucking sound? It's culture going down.
Seaward with the C-words; in shit with dreams to drown.

Baby, don't you want to throw it up
Just aim for the and I'll hold back your gown.

This is my ad I got on pay-per-view.
The bitch in the convertible reminds me of you. Oh baby.
I'll watch my fuckin' mouth the day it gets a date with Simpson, or stars in ads from TRESemme.

Is it the taste of or the cocaine?
All the flashing or trashy magazines?
One thousand sunken The way she shows her thighs?
The million dollars, the jet-skis, or the guys?
How 'bout those aspirations? Aiming for the vacuous end.
I wanna need respiration. I wanna get some press for it.0

it on. Press it down. it's already up in my face now. Oh baby.

I wanna see my name in lights. And up in my purse. And die. Hoo!