I'm so sorry
Wasn't I supposed to stare?
It must be your tiny dress
You look fucking cold but, not in distress
Don't worry
She's not into nice smiles
She digs nice cars
Get out of her sight unless you are a star
It's her fake hair, and I can't see your soul
Daddy's little girl never played with dolls
SWING SWING SWING!
Golden lobster
DRINK DRINK DRINK
Golden lobster
SING SING SING
Golden lobster
And DANCE DANCE you look like a
Fucking toaster!
I'll tell you a story
About eyes that are bright
If I don't tell it right
You are just a coincidence of the night
Don't worry
She's not into nice smiles
She digs nice cars
Get out of her sight unless you are a fucking star
It's her fake hair, and I can't see your soul
Daddy's little girl never played with dolls
SWING SWING SWING!
Golden lobster
DRINK DRINK DRINK
Golden lobster
SING SING SING
Golden lobster
And DANCE DANCE you look like a
Fucking toaster!

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