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Some lyrics i thought up :p

Your hair, tied up
In Knots, clots, bunches
A face smoothered in tango.
Boys called, Ando, Beavo and te- te mango.
All night long.
It makes me sick
To the head.
And it must do to,
All the boys you willingly bed.

You make me sick.
To the Brain.
You make me Sick.
To the brain,
to the brain.
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