Stacie Anne
How can the things she said all possibly be true?
That everything I ever got I give to you
Is this a bam up? Oh 'cause this is sick you know
You know I'll break your fingers then I'll break yer toes
Y'know my dealer takes me everywhere he goes
He got a pure white tan. Yes he's my every man
Don't make me sink my teeth into yer bloody nose
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I met her, there on the backseat
Oh oh oh oh oh on the backseat
He said you've been stealing my best moves now for days
I could've killed you in so many different ways
But you're so funny and I kinda like your band
I hate these cunts from London they don't try enough
They think they're mental cause they've tried harder stuff
But they're just rich kids yes, all in a fuckin' mess
I tried to kiss her but she's lookin' pretty rough
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Oh my dearest won't you let us
Be my nearest don't forget us lye, la, la, lye
Ella said you'd gladly give us
Everything but wont forgive us lye, la, la, lye