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Believe it or not I was a beauty queen,
I was the toast of the rock n' roll scene,
I had all the friends that money could buy,
But I would trade it all in, just to be alive.
If they could see me now, that little gang of mine,
You can bet your ass they'd run a mile,
If my friends could see me now...

Nobody likes you when you're dead,
It just ain't right.
Just 'cause I'm biting on your head,
There's no need to be impolite.
And if I still had eyes,
Then I would surely cry,
Nobody likes you when you're dead,
And that's the story of my life.

See the repulsion on your faces...
Have you looked in a mirror lately?
Have you ever been a teenage dream?
My daddy was a TV, my mommy was a magazine,
The only man that I ever loved was the same motherfucker who cut me up.
He cut me up in a special way,
He made me what I am today,
If my friends could see me now...

Nobody likes you when you're dead,
It just ain't right.
Just 'cause I'm biting on your head,
There's no need to be impolite.
And if I still had eyes,
Then I would surely cry,
Nobody likes you when you're dead,
And that's the story of my life.

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