Cellulite, Fahrenheit
Let me black out in your arms tonight
Don't you dare call me impolite
Wish my Irene goodnight
Peau de soie, guarana
Come take a ride in my gondola
Bite me like a tarantula
Meet me down at the bar
Acetone, collarbone
Lately my garden's looked overgrown
You pass me by like a kidney stone
So I'd rather you leave me alone
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