| Hey, I just wanna see your two nipples
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| Talk your language like Dr. Do Little
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| Boys in clubs always sayin «You're beautiful»
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| And you’ll be like «Come on dude, chill»
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| Or we can roll up a blunt and burn like the crucible
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| Do a line off of somebody in a cubical
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| I’ll do almost anything, I don’t say 'no' a lot
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| And I don’t need a yacht baby to go overboard
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| We get drunk a lot just to make the hangover stop
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| It’s hard to stay sober if the place is going up
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| And it’s always going off when I step in there
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| Girls in sportswear, sweat me like phys-ed
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| I just think with my dick — I’m a dickhead
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| How’d if fit inside the door with my big head
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| I’m in my room just staring at the wall
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| Thinking 'bout ya'
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| Cos I don’t believe in magic
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| I just believe in you
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| Baby there’s no right answers
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| We’re just getting through
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| Cos I don’t believe in… Magic
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| Cos I don’t believe in… Magic
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| And I’m sure your boyfriends the sweetest
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| But he does lack a certain me-ness
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| And all my ex girls say I’m the meanest
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| But fuck those hoes that don’t mean shit
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| Cos see I’ve got my own demons to beat like Peter
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| Parker smoking Mary-Jane reefer fucking singers
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| That’s why my life feels like a musical
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| They better play R-Kelly at my funeral
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| So I don’t wanna rate you with a numeral
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| But 10 would be the number that is suitable
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| That’s why I heard some handsome guy saying
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| «Why's she with that dude? |
| He must be like famous?»
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| And I don’t mind baby, with how my fast life’s changing
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| And I probably can’t be there as much as it might pain me
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| And my mums car’s broom-broom, and your sex drive crazy
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| Like Mercedes and I’m with you till the hell fires flame me
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| No red lights baby, and your body’s gyrating
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| Still a teenage dirtbag listening to Iron Maiden
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| Yeah you’re my favourite, yeah you’re my favourite
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| Don’t regret my statement, high as Empire State is
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| No ifs kinds or maybes, born right after the nineteen 1980's
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| I wanna take you to bed girl — No hibernating
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| Wanna message all the time just like we’re dating
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| And we might one day, if you don’t mind waiting
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| And I know It’s kinda crazy
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| I never thought that it would go
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| This far
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| Go this far (Yeah I know)
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| (I don’t believe)
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| Cos I don’t believe in magic
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| I just believe in you
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| Baby there’s no right answers
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| We’re just getting through
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| Cos I don’t believe in… Magic
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| Cos I don’t believe in… Magic |