I wrote a song:
I’m beautiful. I’m beautiful.
I’m beautiful, it’s true.
I saw my face, in a crowded place,
And I don’t know what to do,
‘Cause I’ll never be with … me.
I wrote a song:
I’m beautiful. I’m beautiful.
I’m beautiful, it’s true.
I saw my face, in a crowded place,
And I don’t know what to do,
‘Cause I’ll never be with … me.
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I wrote a song too.>>I’m too sexy for my shirt>Too sexy for my shirt>So sexy it hurts>Leprosy and pancakes>>>I think that last line might be edited out once my song hits the big-time.
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I wrote a song too.I’m too sexy for my shirtToo sexy for my shirtSo sexy it hurtsLeprosy and pancakesI think that last line might be edited out once my song hits the big-time.
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