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My mother told me yesterday
I can’t take it off my head
My little girl the trouth is; you were supposed to be a boy
You were to have a gift of a huge and long long feet
Cur short hair, have a different smell
Endlessly look for chick

I was supposed to be
Loser at 23
To feel guilty when my girlfriend is pissed off again
To be a president whose words do not make sense
Or to be a boy whose girlfriend made me to use the bufflo’s eye

I was to derive joy
From toys for adult boys
Sometimes pretend someone I’m not and hide what I feel
My name would be Carol; and it really sucks, I know
I’d have a simple life not think too much, cause my woman would

It’s just a little joke,
There’s no offence in this
It’s just a little joke
Just a little joke and ...

Also a reason to justify myself
To justify mistakes, I could not have made x2

I was supposed to be
Loser at 23
To feel guilty when my girlfriend is pissed off again
To be a president whose words do not make sens
Or to be a boy whose girlfriend made me to use the buffalo’s eye

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