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You're so pretty and I'm so lame You're ever-changing, I stay the same You give good sermon, I say bad grace My food for the soul, it leaves a bad taste You save yourself, I'm saved by the bell Never lift my head up, no story to tell You save yourself, I'm saved by the bell Never lift my head up, no story to tell I got cellulite on my thoughts and dreams I got cellulite on my thoughts and dreams But I'm not so clear, these potions and creams I got cellulite on my thoughts and dreams You've got convictions, I've got fenced art I'm nowhere near the cliff, but I can see the drop I'm all sound and fury, I'm smoke without fire I see your watermark when I hold you to the light You're so pretty and I'm so lame Cleanliness is closer to godliness they say Well now what does that mean If you can be God then I can be clean I got cellulite on my thoughts and dreams Letras de cancionesI got cellulite on my thoughts and dreams But I'm not so clear, these potions and creams I got cellulite on my thoughts and dreams What if I breathe, see what I see.. You're so pretty and I'm so plain You score in extra-time, I've seen better days You dust off your canvas, throw off your riot gear Don't need no tear gas, 'cos these are for real Feel what I feel, see what I see What if I bleed, see what I.. From Letras Mania