I got some sweet teeth in my jaw
They're gonna fall out, I don't [?]
I got some sweet teeth in my jaw
I got a sweet man, he's trapped in my claws
When we fall out, I won't need him anymore
I got a sweet man, he's trapped in my claw
And I got a sweet spot for all of my flaws
When I grow up I won't need 'em anymore
I've got a sweet spot for all of my flaws
I got a sweet spot for all of my flaws
I've got a sweet spot for all of my flaws
But I won't ever be the same
Still I've gotta live up to the legend of a name
Just don't try to tell me what I can't do
'Cause I [?] you
I will follow [?] fools [?] follow you
'Cause I can do it myself
No, I don't need your help
Oh I can do do it myself
Oh I don't need your help
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