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| Oh my god it's so hot Oh my got it's so gold Oh my god I'm so messed up I don't know which way to go Stars above try to guess where's my gin, where's my glass? All this mess comes from your ass F**k with us we are CSS (chorus) We didn't come into the world to walk around We came here to take you out Come with us, we'll make a toast For this time about to come Don't mess my holiday Don't mess my holiday Oh my god it's so low Oh my god it's so high Ab-Fab, Claudia Ohanna Dry Martini crossed my eyes Ask the stars what they say Desperate living, Hairspray Baltimore with Tanqueray Live your life John Waters' way (Chorus) Patsies and Edinas High on Vitaminas Monday at the club drinking from the tub The day starts weekend style There's a piece of dirt in your smile Hold your body on your legs Your mouth is stuck to a thousand fags... |
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