I look good, always, but especially today
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Professionally fresh on display like hey
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Take a picture, its not a dream I'm flat out gorgeous
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Maybe its because I eat a lot of oranges
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I don't know I can't help it, I'm not even tryin
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Really, I'm hot you think I'm lyin?
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Look at my ass and pants, give it more than a passing glance
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Stare at it a while
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Compare it to a peach, each cheek if you can bear it
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Breath me in deeply, I'm like an airy breeze
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Whipserin, blowin through the branches of the cherry trees
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I'ma treat em, a nice little surprise for your eyes
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Look too long though and it could be your demise
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It ain't a disguise, I'm flyer than an eagle
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Sky's the limit besides the fact that I'm barely legal
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Its too easy, I'm sorry I can't help askin it
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And bad news I'm gettin better lookin with every passin minute
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I'm pretty, pretty, but I take it all in stride
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Thing is I'm even more beautiful on the inside
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I'm nice, I'm so nice, with the winning smile I'm stylish
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In fashion, make a wish with my eye lashes
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I'm magical, actually casual traditional
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Mystical, in top physical condition
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Well oiled machine, perfectly peachy keen
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Its freaky really equally squeaky clean frequently
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I look good and you look, but not as good as me
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I'm so dope
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Hot Lunch
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