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[VERSE 1:]
I've been the girl with her skirt pulled high
Been the outcast never running with mascara eyes
Now I see the world as a candy store
With a cigarette smile, saying things you can't ignore
Like Mommy I love you
Daddy I hate you
Brother I need you
Lover, hey "fuck you"
I can see everything here with my third eye
Like the blue in the sky
[CHORUS:]
If God is a DJ
Life is a dance floor
Love is the rhythm
You are the music
If God is a DJ
Life is a dance floor
You get what you're given
It's all how you use it
[Verse 2:]
I've been the girl- middle finger in the air
Unaffected by rumors, the truth: I don't care
So open your mouth and stick out your tongue
You might as well let go, you can't take back what you've done
So find a new lifestyle
A new reason to smile
Look for Nirvana
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No attorneys
To plead my case
No opiates
To send me into outta space
And my fingers
Are bejeweled
With diamonds and gold
But that ain't gonna help me now
I'm trouble
Yeah trouble now
I'm trouble ya'll
I disturb my town
I'm trouble
Yeah trouble now
I'm trouble ya'll
I got trouble in my town
You think your right
But you were wrong
You tried to take me
But I knew all along
You can take me
For a ride
I'm not a fool out
So you better run and hide
I'm trouble
Yeah trouble now
I'm trouble ya'll
I got trouble in my town
I'm trouble
Yeah trouble now
I'm trouble ya'll
I got trouble in my town
If you see me coming
Down the street then
You know it's time to
Go (and you know it's time to go
cause here comes trouble)
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[SPOKEN:]
Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen and welcome to Pink Airlines
We hope your flight is enjoyable and our flight attendants are here to insure your ride is as pleasant as possible
Seat backs and tray tables must be in the upright and locked position during the take-off and landing
All carry-on luggage must be stowed in an over-head compartment or under the seat in front of you
Waiting on a ticket
'Cause you're looking for the ride
You're feeling on top
'Cause you're flying through the sky
You wanna have your cake
And you wanna eat it too
Everybody's always pointing fingers at you
You're damned if you do
You're damned if you don't
We're always doing all the things
That we say we won't
[CHORUS:]
Here we go
We're riding on a whim
Connecting with a rendezvous
Here we go
We're jumping off the wings
We're going round in circles
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