Lipstick stained on whipcream lies
I feel that if I had been uglier
It would have been easier
There it sat, blinked and spat
In a black feather hat
And said "the rat"
I now possess quasi success
But she wants to be a better singer
Swing the heartache
Just for her sake
But she wants to be a better singer
Swing the heartache
Just for her sake
Out of her mouth it came as no surprise Lipstick stained on whipcream lies I feel that if I had been uglier It would have been easier There it sat, blinked and spat In a black feather hat And said "the rat" I now possess quasi success But she wants to be a better singer Swing the heartache Just for her sake But she wants to be a better singer Swing the heartache Just for her sake Explain Request ×
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