I like it    I don't like it

Vain boys are gonna have to swallow their pride this time

So let the punishment fit the crime

It's under the table

Under your skin

Into the cable

Is this the death of the glory you're in?

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Black sails in the sunset

White noise going yakety-yak

All the money in the world will never bring your body back

Is it some mysterious dance nobody can do?

Thought I knew all the steps quite clearly

I don't have a clue

Oooh

You're Cinderella with a ball and chain

And the shoe seems to fit you

You tell the truth sometimes but

You wouldn't know it if it hit you

Is this some new trick

Wired up in your head?

Do you make me sick

Or was I just force fed?

Chorus