Most of these pricks are hypnotized
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Staring at her tits and her shiny thighs
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Diamond jeweled tips in their wily eyes
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But they just don't recognize
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I see her walk, looking side to side
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And everybody stop, looking petrified
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Move down the block causing quite a stir
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And she's looking pretty fresh man, I must concur
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But I see through her exterior and it's not that superior
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The lip gloss bubble is bound to burst
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You won't be the last, you can't be the first
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She's not much verse, mostly chorus
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Between those ears, mostly sawdust
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She's mostly lovely, mostly never
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Blah, blah, blah, blah, whatever
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Doctor, doctor, can't you see?
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My mind's been playing jokes on me
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And I've been trying to save my soul
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I've been trying to do right
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But all I'm getting is the tunnel
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At the end of the line
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Look at her now, she's lapping it up
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But in a sec she'll be verbally slapping them up
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And in the meantime, she loves jacking them up
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And with a smile telling them they're not making the cut
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Now why you looking at me like I'm making this up?
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And why you looking at me like I'm slightly unhinged?
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Like I'm a little bit singed after a JD and Prozac binge
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And just realized I can try but can't win
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I'm getting sicker, I can't see
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My eye lids flicker but I can't delete
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The image that I have running in my brain
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A chance that I've missed and I can't regain
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Everybody knows apparently
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I must just be a transparency
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The thing I've been hiding so hopelessly is
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That I just want this bitch to notice me
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Doctor, doctor, can't you see?
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My mind's been playing jokes on me
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And I've been trying to save my soul
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I've been trying to do right
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But all I'm getting is the tunnel
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At the end of the line
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Paranoid, delusional, lovesick, lonely lost
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Nasty, jealous, insecure
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At least that's how I'm coming across
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Paranoid, delusional, lovesick, lonely lost
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Nasty, jealous, insecure
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At least that's how I'm coming across
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I'm getting sicker, I can't see
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My eye lids flicker but I can't delete
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The image that I have running in my brain
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A chance that I've missed and I can't regain
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Everybody knows apparently
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I must just be a transparency
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The thing I've been hiding so hopelessly is
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That I just want this bitch to notice me
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Doctor, doctor, can't you see?
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My mind's been playing jokes on me
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And I've been trying to save my soul
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I've been trying to do right
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But all I'm getting is the tunnel
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At the end of the line
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Doctor, doctor, can't you see?
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My mind's been playing jokes on me
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And I've been trying to save my soul
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I've been trying to do right
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But all I'm getting is the tunnel
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At the end of the line
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Doctor, doctor, can't you see?
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My mind's been playing jokes on me
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And I've been trying to save my soul
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I've been trying to do right
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But all I'm getting is the tunnel
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At the end of the line
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Doctor Doctor
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Just Jack |