Alligatoah du bist schun

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[Intro:]
Give me a clever book, I'll close my eyes
Beauty sleep
Show me the dust in the hallway, I'll close my eyes
Beautiful nheits sleep
DJ Deagle
Good morning, the fine Mr. Gatoah
[Part 1:]
I am a phenomenon, I am 10 out of 10
Geometrically perfect, like a LEGO face
I have the YouTuber look like a book
Every day I eat a new beauty product
I protect myself because I never read the price tags
They don't tolerate negative female images
And they don't tolerate facial wrinkles
Michael Jackson style, I have to keep up
So I add more layers
Who wants honest skin? ?
My favorite raw material (eyyy) Botox
I get all the prizes, they call me an idiot
Ey yo, mirror, mirror in the cell phone, tell me: Am I the king?
The one Spiegel hesitates, embarrassed, then starts to sing
[Hook:]
You're beautiful, but you can't help it
Neither reading, nor writing, nor anything else
You're beautiful, but you can't do anything about it
You can't even do anything about it, you can't do anything about it
In the spring the little rose thinks: Who not leiden will, must schön be.
[Part 2:]
I don't understand that...
I'm making an effort, every luxury fashion fair gives me compliments
Beautiful user interface ¤che! And they make me an offer that makes me happy
99 reduced... on my appearance
I have to fit into the clothes, if I'm hungry, are there laundry
/>Some people just wear the same scraps
I wear something different every day - metabolism
Don't ask how old the people who sew my clothes are
On a scale from one to ten
Well, because clothes make the people, but the people who make the clothes
Unfortunately, fewer designer jackets are still being afforded today
I digress - mirror in the cell phone: Am I the king?
/>(Come on) The mirror hesitates, embarrassed, then starts to sing
[Hook:]
You're beautiful, but it's not your fault
Neither read nor write , something else
You're beautiful, but you can't do anything about it
You can't even do anything about it, you can't do anything about it
In the spring the little rose thinks: Who not leiden will, must schön be.
[Bridge:]
I must have misheard you, what?
[Hook:]
You're beautiful, but there's nothing you can do about it< br/>Neither reading, nor writing, nor anything else
You're beautiful, but you can't do anything about it
You can't even do anything about it, you can't do anything about it
In spring, that's what you think Röslein: Who not leiden will, must schön
[Outro:]
Give me a clever book, I'll close my eyes
Beauty sleep
Show me the dust in the hallway, I'll close my eyes
Beauty sleep
Give me a smart book, I'll close my eyes
Beauty sleep
(Clothes make the people, but the people who make the clothes
Unfortunately fewer designer jackets are still being bought today)
Show me the dust in the hallway, I'll close my eyes
Beauty sleep
(Clothes make the people, but the people who make the clothes
Unfortunately, fewer designer jackets are still being bought today).

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