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 She's a slut
 It Don't take much
 She'll drink you under with a paper cup
 Act tough, but not enough -- uh-uh
 Fucked up fathers pay your priceDidn't you think they'd find you?
 What goes by, comes by - ala: life
 Boy's in the back roomNose on fire
 Girl's in the bathroom
 With desire
 Jesus Christ, aren't you satisfiedAll my life, I've been crucified
 Baby's on the back seatBaby's on the back street
 You're so surprised?
 But you hung your prize
 On the mirror  -  like a sharks tooth
 Now the great white whistles, well he ought to
 And baby boy, is it raw, is it raw?
 Bodega is an ice cream store on Wall Street
 You look so neat with your nose bleed
 Daddy's treat
 You Act tough, but not enough -- Good God
 Ah, Ah, Ah - Ah, Ah, Ah ....Jesus Christ, aren't you satisfied
 All my life, I've been crucified
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