Give us what you got
  Girl you got a lot
  Seems you got an itch that's scratching
  Lay it like it plays
  Play it like it lays
  All your Easter eggs are hatching
  In your Cadillac
  Reaching for your jack
  There's nothing we can tell you
  Just a little queen
  Dirty mouth and mean
  There's nothing we can sell you o
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  You're an original, baby Like we've never seen before
  You're an original, baby
  Turn around and you're looking at a hundred more o Deadly in the sack
  Grooving to The Clash
  On some kind of wasted weekend
  Pretty little girl
  Expensive little world
  Curiosity is peeking
  Here today and gone by morning
  Your ice cream cone is melting fast
  Maybe Monday, maybe someday
  Your lucky star won't fly on past
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    Turn around and you're looking at a hundred more
  Turn around and you're looking at a hundred more
  Turn around and you're looking at a hundred more
  Caught you in a pose
  That everybody knows
  We thought you had something special
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