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My little brother is an insect He likes to crawl around his room His mother shudders at the sight of him His pappy is a businessman Every move he makes is torture He cannot speak words anymore Our sister likes to flip him on his back And watch little brother squirm I really like the way you look in Your imitation leather shoes And I don't wanna fake it anymore He took a trip to California Strung out on Hollywood and Vine The Tinsel-Towners came from miles around That little bugger felt at home I really like the way you look in Your imitation leather shoes And I don't wanna fake it anymore Songtexte My brother paints a pretty picture These things are bad as these things get Like dreaming 'bout the Mona Lisa And waking up in ruby red I really like the way you look in Your imitation leather shoes And I don't wanna fake it anymore I really like the way you look in Your imitation leather shoes And I don't wanna fake it anymore Anymore Anymore Anymore Aus Songtexte Mania