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Tickle Me Pink Madeline Typical She struts up to me She whispers my name as if I know her But I never knew her She asks me the time A quarter to one, we go for a drive I just don't know her On the coldest night In the darkest room I will sleep alone Cuz it's better than you Yeah, it's better than you You can't play me like that It's a matter of fact You're nothing more than a typical whore And I won't be your fool Anymore I go to her house Flip on the tele and lie on the couch But I don't feel her Anymore She asks me to bed This is the end of my disenchantment Now that I'm walking out the door On the coldest night In darkest room I will sleep alone Cuz it's better than you Yeah, it's better than you You can't play me like that It's a matter of fact You're nothing more than a typical whore And I won't be your fool Anymore Maybe some day you'll get it Perhaps you'll regret it Or maybe you'll find someone else who excepts it I won't be the one You can't play me like that, it's a matter of fact You can't play me like that, it's a matter of fact On the coldest night In darkest room I will sleep alone Cuz it's better than you Yeah, it's better than you You can't play me like that It's a matter of fact You're nothing more than a typical whore And I won't be your fool Anymore Maybe some day you'll get it Perhaps you'll regret it Or maybe you'll find someone else who excepts it I won't be the one |
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