| Oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh
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| I’m not a crybaby
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| I’m the crybaby
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| A caterpillar that got stuck
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| Mr. Moth, come quick with any luck
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| A long walk to a dark house
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| A Roman candle heart keep us far apart
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| I’m cocktail party doing alright, hate me baby
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| Maybe I’m a piece of art
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| Oh, my friends all lie and say
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| They only want the best wishes for me
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| Oh, three, two, one, we go live!
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| Oh baby, you’re a classic
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| Like a little black dress
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| You’re a faded moon
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| Stuck on a little hot mess
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| Little hot mess, whoa, whoa
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| And oh baby, you’re a classic
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| Like a little black dress
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| But you’ll be faded soon
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| Stuck on a little hot mess
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| Little hot mess, whoa, whoa, whoa
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| I can make your heart slow
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| I can feel the weather in my bones
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| Wish hard enough, I can turn it to what I like
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| Your pupils (Big) big (Roll), they’re rolling like dice
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| They say they only want the best wishes for me
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| (They only want the best for me)
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| Oh, three, two, one, we go live!
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| Oh baby, you’re a classic
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| Like a little black dress
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| You’re a faded moon
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| Stuck on a little hot mess
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| Little hot mess, whoa, whoa
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| And oh baby, you’re a classic
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| Like a little black dress
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| But you’ll be faded soon
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| Stuck on a little hot mess
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| Little hot mess, whoa, whoa, whoa
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| Not the boy I was, the boy I am is just venting, venting
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh)
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| Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh)
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| Not the boy I was, the boy I am is just venting, venting
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh)
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| Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh ohh oh)
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| They say they only want the best wishes for me
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| (They only want the best for me)
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| Oh, three, two, one, we go live!
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| Oh baby, you’re a classic
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| Like a little black dress
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| You’re a faded moon
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| Stuck on a little hot mess
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| Little hot mess, whoa, whoa
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| And oh baby, you’re a classic
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| Like a little black dress
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| But you’ll be faded soon
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| Stuck on a little hot mess
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| Little hot mess, whoa, whoa, whoa… |