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Well I wanna be famous someday
And I wanna make good, steady pay
And I'm thinking of kicking you out

Oh, I'd like a house on a street with a view
And I'd like the room with the walls painted blue
And I'll be kicking you out of there, too

Well the carpet is dirty, and so is the bed
And my lips, cheeks, and eyelids are painted with lead
And I'm thinking of kicking you out

Oh, I'd like a wordless vacation for one
It would feel like a week with no rain but no sun
It'd be better than kicking you out

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