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Girl you ain't got shit on me Ain’t got shit on NYC Got nothing on this city Save all that crying for the queen Go back to the motherland Have your mama hold you hand If you eat your eggs with runner beans Save all that crying for the queen Judging your behavior and your junkie routine It’s time for you to get clean and stop creating a scene Girl you ain’t got shit on me Ain’t got shit on NYC Got nothing on this city Save all that crying for the queen There’s a recall on all imports You behaving all out of sorts You can’t hold the liquor Quicker ya’ll get off my turf I’ll show you who got the curve Think I’m being territorial? I’m’a get patriotic on ya ass Stars and stripes Acting all sassy and crass Class is in session, please stand for the pledge All you pretty party girl step away from the ledge Have a seat So I can begin to teach Today we’re gonna learn about the word: moderation Liberty and justice and something like one nation Girl you ain't got shit on me Ain’t got shit on NYC Got nothing on this city Save all that crying for the queen Go back to the motherland Have your mama hold you hand If you eat your eggs with runner beans Save all that crying for the queen Judging your behavior and your junkie routine It’s time for you to get clean and stop creating a scene Girl you ain’t got shit on me Ain’t got shit on NYC Got nothing on this city Save all that crying for the queen Those who know me know I ain’t no straight-lace sober freak But when it comes time to get the job done I make sure I’m at least Able to speak Try to give a damn about presentation Try to make it look like its not a vacation People paid to see a show They didn’t just make a kind donation When you’re singing that song for the one millionth time And you’re too gone to see that you no longer shine You start wishing for another way to make your dime You wanna make a buck in America? Grab an application and get in line Girl you ain't got shit on me Ain’t got shit on NYC Got nothing on this city Save all that crying for the queen Go back to the motherland Have your mama hold you hand If you eat your eggs with runner beans Save all that crying for the queen Judging your behavior and your junkie routine It’s time for you to get clean and stop creating a scene Girl you ain’t got shit on me Ain’t got shit on NYC Got nothing on this city Save all that crying Cause you know you’ll be missing that same ol tone Two weeks what you look like every afternoon Then it comes you be like, “Cha-ching, cha-ching!” But minimum wage after taxes is like, “you must be f**king kidding…” Girl you ain't got shit on me Ain’t got shit on NYC Got nothing on this city Save all that crying for the queen Go back to the motherland Have your mama hold you hand If you eat your eggs with runner beans Save all that crying for the queen Judging your behavior and your junkie routine It’s time for you to get clean and stop creating a scene Girl you ain’t got shit on me Ain’t got shit on NYC Got nothing on this city Save all that crying for the quee |
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