.[Verse]
Fanciness worn on the sleeve of a slum
Goes running forlorn from your fingers and thumbs
Mingles with stars from your teeth and your gums
Withering grass and a vacancy drum
Branches and horns growing peaches and plums
[Chorus]
Dress it up so fancy, dr.
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