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And it was crowdedSo I was leavingAnd no one wants to see your debt to the skyAnd it was crowdedSo I was leavingAnd you entirely debased my lifeYou strangle me, strangler, stranglerYeah your wooden hands they smell like it's been raining for a whileYou perfect your styleAnd I'll sit in the luggage pile for a whileYou're wild, wild, wildMake all the dangerous girls smileWhilst down on their kneesSinging please, please, pleaseFix meShe shouts "killjoy" because the sound of my voiceMade it hard for her to tell if I was a girl or a boy"Killjoy" and then I get all annoyed"If I beat in a plastic bottle could I be a boy?"She said “no” Aus Songtexte Mania