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I had no mother I felt no trust no family structure yes, I've been busted I laid my bed out in my back seat under the stars is where I would eat Ooh sometimes I got lucky-I I got nailed too real good... she she was way over my head couldn't help myself hid my past from you To fit in to fit in to ooh and yes get in bed with you I had to have a way of telling tales somewhat twisted Letras de cancionesTold you white lies I used white magic need you to know I'm not a reject I've been committed-but not for a long time long over that and you can believe it Ooh sometimes I got lucky-I I got nailed too real good... she she was way over my head couldn't help myself hid my past from you To fit in to fit in to ooh and yes get in bed with you I had to have a way of telling tales somewhat twisted Oh twisted oh somewhat twisted From Letras Mania