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Miss Mary Mac, Mac, Mac
All dressed in black, black, black
With silver buttons, buttons, buttons
All down her back, back, back
She asked her mother, mother, mother
For fifteen cents, cents, cents
To see the elephants, elephants, elephants, elephants
They jumped the fence, fence, fence
They jumped so high, high, high
They reached the sky, sky, sky
And never came back, back, back
Til the fourth of July, lie, lie, liar
I'm sorry that I'm getting chubby
And I cannot always be happy for you
And I'm not some lame sorority queen
Taking you home to meet my Daddy
You collect yr trustfund baby
And I'll be a whore
And we'll pretend we're just the same but
I know I know I know I know that
I, I am hiding
The YOU I show to YOU is just a lie
You take what you want, you got what you take
You take what you want, you are what you hate
But I got something man, that yr fucking cannot buy
You never know what it's like to be alive
I could scream my truth, if I wanted
Right thru yr lies
But yr baseball bat words, razormouth
Carves yr initials bloody in my thighs
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