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i don't want to sit around + talk about the wipers- weren't those the good ole days i don't wanna wonder it yer gonna say hello i don't wanna wonder if yer gonna walk away i don't wanna hear how many hriends you have cuz i don't have any any more i don't want you to tell me whats so cool i don't wanna go back to Jr. High school i don't want anyone to tell me how thin i am i don't want to die for yer fuckin candy treats i just wanna B one of the Boys I just wanna B yer little fashion toy let's hang out + be cool alright lets go watch the girt fight tonight! i don't have to try 'cuz I know where yer at i hate dogs so l luv cats i can bake a pie and look you up and down i could throw yer heart right outta this town From Letras Mania