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Stab, stab, curtsey
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Who knows anymore? You followed me home in your junky truck
I told you to leave but you didn't give a fuck
You invaded my space with a bad intent
Now I'll show you the meaning of "girl power"
Watch me do the Stab, stab, curtsey
You pulled me into a dark alley in the city streets
You had literally swept me off of my feet
I screamed help as loud as I could
and you didn't run away like you probably should
You think I am weak and defenseless
Just wait until I do the stab, stab, curtsey!
You made me cry, and you wouldn't leave
I told you when you act that way, it's my pet peeve
You know, now that i think about it, you were never there
all you did was screw around, and get in my hair
But don't worry, I have an idea of how to end my problem
The last thing you will see is my smiling face
Watch me as I do the beautiful, deadly, stab, stab, curtsey
good stuff, i lke it, it
good stuff, i lke it, it tickles my insides
Its good to get your feelings out...
I read your pome and understand your anger...Please pull your paper out and write more so your pain will fade, and you can move on and find the one that will make you happy....