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Bleach
02:08
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I think she's crazy in a nutshell.
Whispers the words to me I can't spell.
I think she moves just like a demon.
Gives pleasure to me for no reason.
Make sure she's okay. 'Cause she ain't okay. Okay?
Okay.
Make sure she's okay.
I think by now she's my new girlfriend.
My sex appeal, yeah, here's a new trend.
Style and clothes so far out of my reach.
I've covered my life with my own bleach.
(Chorus)
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