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Don't call me darling |
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Don't call me darling |
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Harboring audience |
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Hates this, wants this |
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She hates this |
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Don't call me darling |
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Don't call me darling |
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Don't call me darling |
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Don't call me darling |
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The long black hair |
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Of wretched blue bottle |
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Darting all over to no avail |
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I got zero tolerance |
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My head full paggerel swamp |
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Don't call me darling |
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Don't call me darling |
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Don't call me darling |
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Don't call me darling |
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People hate beauty, I cannot fathom it |
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They smell of old pallid |
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Voices thick with bouncing Jackson |
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With stupidity |
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Don't call me darling |
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Don't call me darling |
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Don't call me darling |
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Don't call me darling |
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Don't call me darling |
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Soon there will be dancing |
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Around the queue |
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Stripy, high and cheaper |
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Why do people hate beauty |
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I cannot fathom it a bouncing |
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Don't call me darling |
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Don't call me darling |
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Don't call me darling |
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