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from MTV to on the floor
You look just like a star,
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In the great Mississippi, please drown me and runIt's bullshit time again,
you'll save the world within your trendThose with the heart and the brain to get past this
Can spot a pathetic without even askingPolitically relieved,
you're product sold and well received
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