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She's got nothing else to do So she'll talk about things to you Things you don't wanna know Like overdue bills and who loves who Gossip...Gossip...Gossip Girl Did you hear about? Let me tell you something You oughta know... She's got stories before your birth Enough stories then to match her girth Ones about your friends Sit and listen, at least pretend Gossip...Gossip...Gossip Girl Did you hear about? Let me tell you something You oughta know... I hate myself! She's got nothing else to do So she'll talk about things to you Things you don't wanna know She'll grapple on and stick like glue (Thanks to Pete Krason for these lyrics) From Letras Mania