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Powder and hazel are all I want to do
Trapped in a closet with a doggy door for food
I come home to three furry faces
Where are you?
You sit and ponder which side of him to defend
Why can't everybody be like your gay best friend?
I'm not a crisis but I'm bringing this to an end
Little girl
Little girl
Little girl
You're haunting my whole wide world
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