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Chelsea baby, let's run away |
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To some third world country |
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Exploit the workers, rape the land |
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Get money for dope from your old man |
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Chelsea baby, what's with your pops |
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Each time I call, he sends the cops |
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Meet me at the Crumbs' show tonight |
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Pack your shit, we'll be alright |
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Auntie Tipper raided your underwear drawer |
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And burned your Riot Girl shirt |
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And called you whore and playing |
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The fascist P.M.R.C role |
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She wiped her butt with M.R.R |
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Chelsea hates her mom and Chelsea hates her dad |
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Chelsea hates the state she finds it very sad |
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So grab your shit tonight and man |
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We'll flee and squat under a bridge in the Florida Keys |