He said
Don't wear lipstick next time
Don't be modest or shy
You're doing so fine
That I'll need a new rhyme
Every place that I go
Those words just somehow show
He's not anywhere but I know
I'm still there
I'm still there
We became what we see on TV
I'm still there
Frustration in nation
You still feel me
Next time, doing so fine that I'll need a new rhyme
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