.[Verse 1]
All bets are off
When the sun begins to split
No other choice
But to throw a hissy-fit
[Chorus]
He wears the lipstick
He wears an old prom dress
Nail polish on his claws
I'm scared to death
And I'm shakin' in my Roos
Cuz it's tim.
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