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You can call me a slut, you can call me a liar.
I got so many names now, I can´t even deny it.
You can call me a thief, and put up a fight, and bury me six feet under the ground.
But if you think I look mad today, you should have seen me yesterday.
You can call me a beauty, you can call me a beast, but it´s nobodys buisness, what I do or please.

This song is from me to you. You make me mad and you make me blue.
You´re looking like I do, you know I can see you.
We dance to the same groove, but I´ve got the right moves.
Hope you´re happy now, but I´m not giving in.
I hope you´re satisfied with your bullshit and your lies.
Hope you´re happy now, but I´m not giving up.
I hope you´re satisfied, can´t bury me alive.

They call me a slut, they call me a liar.
I got so many names now, I can´t even deny it.
They call me a thief, they put up a fight.
So bury me six feet, under the ground.

So this song is from me to you. You make me mad and you make me blue.
You´re looking like I do, you know I can see you.
We dance to the same groove, but I´ve got the right moves.
Hope you´re happy now, but I´m not giving in.
I hope you´re satisfied with your bullshit and your lies.
Hope you´re happy now, but I´m not giving up.
I hope you´re satisfied, can´t bury me alive.