Killing Her Softly Songtext
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Here's some weight I tell ya
I need another 5 (lbs.) shed
My sixteenth birthday's comin'
And ALL those eyes!
DISTORT
Mister Man he's skimming' through
Those girlie magazines
He's found his new high standard
DISTORT...Our minds
She seems so sickly
Hasn't eaten in weeks I think
Poor girl withering-slowly
This distortion of image
Killing her softly
Distort
ARE WE SO VACANT, THAT THIS GETS BY?
REVISE!
No woman can compete
I need another 5 (lbs.) shed
My sixteenth birthday's comin'
And ALL those eyes!
DISTORT
Mister Man he's skimming' through
Those girlie magazines
He's found his new high standard
DISTORT...Our minds
She seems so sickly
Hasn't eaten in weeks I think
Poor girl withering-slowly
This distortion of image
Killing her softly
Distort
ARE WE SO VACANT, THAT THIS GETS BY?
REVISE!
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