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You follow the women Like nomads followed food You crave their attention You are selfish You are rude You need their doe-eyed stares Like the worst addicted fiend You have no respect for others You are jaded You are mean I cannot compete with beauty I cannot compete with grace I cannot compete against ladies With lilting laughs And charming tastes I cannot be something better Than what you already have I can only offer patience Only mollify the bad I would like to be a princess I would like to be a queen But I am marked a simple jester By the way that I must be I cannot compete with giggles Or with shy-eyed little smiles I can only sing a song or two I cannot put out your fires I would like to be the one you pick I would like to be the one But I cannot compete with beauty So there is nothing to be done
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Oct 3, 2010
Oct 3, 2010 at 12:18 PM UTC
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You follow the women Like nomads followed food You crave their attention You are selfish You are rude You need their doe-eyed stares Like the worst addicted fiend You have no respect for others You are jaded You are mean I cannot compete with beauty I cannot compete with grace I cannot compete against ladies With lilting laughs And charming tastes I cannot be something better Than what you already have I can only offer patience Only mollify the bad I would like to be a princess I would like to be a queen But I am marked a simple jester By the way that I must be I cannot compete with giggles Or with shy-eyed little smiles I can only sing a song or two I cannot put out your fires I would like to be the one you pick I would like to be the one But I cannot compete with beauty So there is nothing to be done
- From Be Mean
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caroline-little
American
Oct 3, 2010
Oct 3, 2010 at 12:18 PM UTC
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