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    From the first time that i saw you
    I thought you crawled out of us magazine
    Its no wonder that it wasn't all you
    All the things that i wanna be

    Everybody loved you and they treated you
    Like you stepped out of a tv show
    But if they really got the chance to meet you
    They'd finally see how hard you blow

    I hate you, i hate you
    Cause i see through
    To what a fake you are
    You disgust me, thats why you must be hated

    Like the winner of beauty pageant
    You are the one i most admire
    But as a loser i can only imagine
    Wearing that crown but your heads on fire

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    Your the real american idol
    Your the poor mans mandy moore
    Your the e true hollywood story
    About a two face strip mall whore

    I hate you, i hate you
    Cause i see through
    To what a fake you are
    You disgust me, thats why you must be hated

    You got a lot of stuff
    Stuff you don't deserve
    You got a lot of friends
    You got a lot of nerve
    Trust me, you must be hated

    La la la
    La la la
    La la-la la
    La la la
    Trust me, you must be hated

    I wish i had your money
    I wish i had your ride
    I wish i had your boyfriend
    I wish you'd choke and die

    I hate you, i hate you
    Cause i see through
    To what a bitch you are
    You disgust me, thats why you must be hated

    I hate you, i hate you (la la la)
    Cause i see through (la la la)
    To what a bitch you are (la la la)
    You disgust me, thats why you must be hated

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