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You got this thing that
Really makes me hot
You got a lot and more
When you get caught
You got this thing that
Follows me around
You little bitch well
I hope your insides rot
Liar, liar, liar
You see the stars through
Eyes lit up with lies
You got your stories
All twisted up with mine
You got this thing that
Follows me around
You were born with glue
Instead of spine
Liar, liar, liar
You, of thee I sing
Well ha ha ha, tied to a string
You got this thing that
Follows me around
You got this thing that
Really makes me hot
You get a lot and more
When you get caught
Bruise violet
Bruise violet
Bruise violet
You got this thing that
Follows me around
You see the stars through
Eyes lit up with lies
You little bitch well
I hope your insides rot
Liar, liar, liar
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