Cheerleaders & Dopedealers

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    Use your face before it gets too ugly
    Jump into my car
    'Cause you're a heartbreaker
    And the seven seconds sin-bin charge you the candy bar
    Oh yeah, feels like I could fly
    It takes you up, then it stops
    Head down to the underground

    1,2,3,4 Gimme, gimme, gimme more!
    Gimme-O, Gimme-D, D-R-U-G!

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    Make a quick buck and wash the dirt away
    So hypocritical
    Fake the big smile and be the king of the day
    That's what you are
    He sells absolution for all even though
    There's nothing to buy
    And if you want it, sure you've got it
    Sold out souls are satisfied

    1,2,3,4 gimme, gimme, gimme more!
    First one's free dose
    Ended up with bleeding nose!
    5,6,7,8 Laid down, dominate!
    Gimme-O, Gimme-D, D-R-U-G!

    Where are you when I need you most?
    Cheerleaders & Dopedealers!
    Sweet white-line-fever dream-come-true!
    Come on raise the toast!
    Beauty is disposable, burn out role model's clone
    They'll leave you alone when the money's gone!

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