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I鈥檓 the singer, I鈥檓 the singer in the band
You鈥檙e the loser, I won鈥檛 dismiss you out of hand
You鈥檝e got a beautiful face
It will take you places

You kept running
You鈥檝e got money, you鈥檝e got fame
Every morning I see your picture from the train
Now you鈥檙e an actress
So says your r茅sum茅
You鈥檙e made of card
You couldn鈥檛 act your way out of a paper bag

You got lucky, you ain鈥檛 talking to me now
Little Miss Plucky
Pluck your eyebrows for the crowd
Get on the airplane
You give me stomach pain
I wish that you were here
We would have had a lot to talk about

We had a deal there
We nearly signed it with our blood
An understanding
I thought that you would keep your word
I鈥檓 disappointed
I鈥檓 aggravated
It鈥檚 a fault I have, I know
When things don鈥檛 go my way I have to

Blow up in the face of my rivals
I swear and I rant, I make quite an arrival
The men are surprised by the language
They act so discreet, they are hypocrites, so fuck them too

I always loved you
You always had a lot of style
I鈥檇 hate to see you on the pile
Of nearly-made-its
You鈥檝e got the essence, dear
If I could have a second skin
I鈥檇 probably dress up in you

You鈥檙e a star now, I am fixing people鈥檚 nails
I鈥檓 knitting jumpers, I鈥檓 working after hours
I鈥檝e got a boyfriend, I鈥檝e got a feeling
That he鈥檚 seeing someone else
He always had a thing for you as well

Blow in the face of my rivals
I swear and I rant, I make quite an arrival
The men are surprised by the language
They act so discreet, they are hypocrites, forget them
So fuck them too!

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