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Skinny white (skinny white...)
Skinny white thing
Skinny white thing
You're the king, you're the queen of them all
You've got style, you've got looks
But your brain's off the hook, hanging in the hall
In the car, in the bar or out on the street
There's always a crowd that falls at your feet
Like the girls you mate, ain't it great to be fake?
Skinny white thing livin' in your own wet dream
You strut like a king and you pout like a queen
Skinny white thing
You might be fine, unique, attention's all you seek
And if your mirror could walk, it would jump up and kiss you on the cheek
And you love the haze of clubs and places, drippy girls and smiling faces
What did you take? Ain't it great to be fake?
Skinny white thing livin' in your own wet dream
You strut like a king and you pout like a queen
Skinny white thing, oh no!
Phoney and fake (fake, fake, fake)
Like the drugs that you take
Phoney and fake (fake, fake, fake)
Like the people you rate
Phoney and fake (fake, fake, fake)
Like your father's estate
Phoney and fake, like the girls that you mate
Skinny white thing livin' in your own wet dream
You strut like a king and you pout like a queen
Skinny white thing
Skinny, skinny, skinny white thing
Skinny, skinny, skinny white thing
Skinny, skinny, skinny white thing
Skinny white thing
Skinny white (skinny white...)
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