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I'm the little girl at the picnic
Who won't stop pulling her dress up
It doesn't matter who's in control now
It doesn't matter cuz this is new radio
What the fk is written
All over your pretty face
The gaps in teeth
The dirty nails
Baby boy you can't kill what's fking real
Turn that song down
Turn the static up
Come here baby let me kiss you like a boy does
wooh wooh wooh wooh wooh wooh
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah
let's wipe our c*m on my parents bed
Come on