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Starfuckers Inc. (Version)
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my god sits in the back of the limousine my god comes in a wrapper of cellophane my god puts on the cover of the magazine my god's a shallow little bitch trying to make the scene
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i am every fucking thing and just a little more i sold my soul but don't you dare call me a whore and when i suck you off not a drop will go to waste it's really not so bad you know once you get past the taste
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all our pain how did you think we get by without you? you're so vain i bet you think this song is about you
don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you
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now i belong now i belong now i belong now i belong now i belong |
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