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Sunset Strip bitch
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He reads women's magazines, swears the truth doesn't phase him
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He knows the hottest bras for fall and how to make her fall in love
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In four or five days or less, guess it depends on the stars
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And how well he has memorized his dating dos and don'ts he says
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I'm ready to go
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Gonna see my name underneath the stars when I walk the Boulevard
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The horoscope today said things would go my way
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Sunset Strip bitch
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He wines and dines and takes his time between regurgitating lines
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Voted most likely to work in the rag he stole from work
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Tres Flores in his hair, Old Spice lingers in the air
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Gives an extra squirt of shine for sheen and smiles as he says
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I'm ready to go
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Gonna see my name underneath the stars when I walk the Boulevard
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The horoscope today said things would go my way
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Sunset Strip bitch
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He knows his friends think that he's lame when he tells them he's got game
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Shops around for shiny clothes, strikes a super player pose
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He reads women's magazines, he slaves to make the scene
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Gets the wax ripped off his back, he screams and smiles and he says
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I'm ready to go
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Gonna see my name underneath the stars when I walk the Boulevard
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This outfit set me back two paychecks and a Cadillac
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The horroscope today said things would go my way
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Sunset Strip Bitch
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Eve 6 |