A New Woman
French Fries
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Blah Blah Blah

Talk the talk
Blah Blah Blah
That don't impress me much
You think you're some kind of rock star
Some kind of famous face
Who are you supposed to be
That don't impress me
Coz I wanna know
Who it is
Knock, knock, knocking on my door
I don't want you to pretend
Or intend to impress me
I fell for it once
OK lots of times
I'm a big one i can admit it
Yeah i did fall for the traps
Of words the bride broken in your mouth
That i got you
Phishing i caught you out
I know who you are
It seems i could have been impressed, but you had to lie
So now its Goodbye



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