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I'm just a show and tell, I'm put together well
Life in a plastic shell and no one can touch me
Soft skin and silicon, On Mr. Human clone
Got no style of my one but everyone trusts me

Fake, fake, fake, fake
Fake, fake, fake, fake

Dressed up from head to toe
In my designer clothes
And everybody goes
Where they know I'll be

A glossy beauty queen
Inside my limousine
Made up of silver screen
Can't complete with me

Fake, fake, fake, fake
Fake, fake, fake, fake
Fake, fake, fake, fake
Fake

Up in the VIP, everyone stares at me
Beautiful as can be, oh she must be a star
After the club will close, pay me distract my pose
Let me pound up my nose outside in your car

Fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake
Fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake

Up in the VIP, everyone stares at me
Beautiful as can be, oh she must be a star
After the club will close, pay me distract my pose
let me pound up my nose outside in your car

I'm just a show and tell
I'm put together well


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