.Run away like a ganster gay
The police cries when your baby dies
The music's so loud and we're all in a cloud
You move like my cats and we fly like the bats
Girls like the store and the boys they want more
My skin is dirty and yout hair is greasy
Your lovely lace is slapping my fac.
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