.Once upon a time when all we had to do was make rhyme it didn't matter what they say.
Then other boys and girls would stop our games and call us nasty names
I couldn't pretend I was from the USA.
I guess the scene had never wanted to be mean,
Suburban debutantes in mother's car w.
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