If I was a girl
I’d be aslut
Coz alli do now
Is aim for the mutt
Another day
Another girl
Im gonna root my way
Arund the whole world
I’ll go to a concert
Just one or two
To keep me exclusive
To keep me in que
My beast is wild, crazy, untamed
The hair that surrounds it
I call it his mane
do feel embarrassed
about your encounter with fame
To me you’re a number
A number from the game
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