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Sick of playing this game Seven fake numbers one fake name Always pretending I'll never win How did this come about? Frustrated each time that I go out But it's all ending I've found a friend I know that this one will last I get what I want no strings attached No buying dinner No awkwardness I get to pick who I want If they're not perfect I move on I've got the power I'm in command I've been infected By good selection I've got my credit card And now it's time to Sign on the x for 3-way sex With super models A clear connection Brought by rejection It's autoerotic I'm doing fine Don't need to go outside I'm A-OK wasting DNA I don't need you I don't need any One world in my hands I am the man Who gets his kicks From dirty chicks I've got my credit card And now it's time to Aus Songtexte Mania