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I'm gonna be your addiction.


Superior.

Work your exterior.

Forget your interior.

They're inferior.

While you’re ulterior.

You are the department. 

While they fit in your glove compartment. 

You sailing the seven seas, giving your expertise.

Touring for them Japanese, the Taiwanese.

They talking. While your shocking.

They stalking. While your rocking.

They flocking, like birds you know.

Give them a show. Make them say whoa.

Addicted they are though. Skid row.

Hotness. Flawless.Thats soon to be me.

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