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You made those poor crowds all disappear
Face lift you need it is clear
You're not huggin' you just stroll
With no honey in your throat
If you stay we're horrified.
But, Ugly Annie
You just use your clever hide.
Annie, you're beast-iful
So ain't no crime to say goodbye
Annie, a chill went through
Your inner pall clothes have just died
All your dreams they are just boasts
You have gall to mix with folk
So let me whisper, make it clear
Please heed me, get out of here.
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Oh, Annie won't you creep?
All your hisses ain't so sweet
You hate all gladness, you despise
But Ugly Annie
It's high time a face you buy.
You've no loving in your soul
And no honey in your throat
There's no way you're qualified
But Annie, you were shrill though matey.
You were scared and took away your guise.
There's a way you can keep from all you do
Come on maybe, try for size.
I knew you could be alive
You think that you really tried?
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