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Cinnaboner
02:40
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I saw her from across the food court
her new shorts in her hand
A vision of the nineties
a sweetheart with gumball eyes
I wonder what's in her pocket,
I wonder what's in her bag
Would she tell me if I asked her?
or is it v secret?
I wanna kiss you on your cinnabon lips
and surf all up and down your California coastline
I bet her pac sun never sets and all the water on her
beaches is as sweet as candy
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Mall Cops
02:20
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There ain't a mall cop fast enough to catch me
when I'm grindin down the escalator to the ground floor
I take your heart and I put it in my pocket
like a pack of gum when I walk out of the store
I ain't your dream girl, I'm no good
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Chump
02:05
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I'm a fake punk, I'm a square chump
I'm half asleep staring at a screen
wishing I could reach in and touch you
I'm a fair cop, I'm a soccer mom
I'd give you everything I got
just so I could look in and see you
I'm your housecat, I'm your granddad
I'm the guy on the abercrombie bag
wishing you would reach in and touch me
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