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Stacie Anne lyrics

How can the things she said all possibly be true?
That everything I ever got I give to you
Is this a bam up? Oh, 'cause this is sick you know

You know I'll break your fingers then I'll break yer toes
You know, my dealer takes me everywhere he goes
He got a pure white tan, yes, he's my every man
Don't make me sink my teeth into yer bloody nose

I met her, there on the backseat
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, on the backseat

He said, "You've been stealing my best moves now for days"
I could've killed you in so many different ways
But you're so funny and I kinda like your band

I hate these cunts from London they don't try enough
They think they're mental 'cause they've tried harder stuff
But they're just rich kids, yes, all in a fucking mess
I tried to kiss her but she's looking pretty rough and

I met her, there on the backseat
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, on the backseat

Oh, my dearest, won't you let us
Be my nearest don't forget us lye, la, la, lye?
Ella said, "You'd gladly give us
Everything but won't forgive us lye, la, la, lye "

How can the things she said all possibly be true?
That everything I ever got I give to you
Is this a bam up? Oh, 'cause this is sick you know

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