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all the boys chase. And all the right junk in all the right places. I see the magazine workin' that Photoshop. We know that * ain't real. C'mon now, make it stop. If you got beauty, beauty, just
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God, I wish somebody would've told me when I was younger. That all bodies aren't the same. Photoshop, itty-bitty models on magazine covers. Told me I was overweight. I stopped eating, what a bummer
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boom that all the boys chase. And all the right junk in all the right places. I see the magazine workin' that Photoshop. We know that *** ain't real. C'mon now, make it stop. If you got beauty, beauty
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boys chase. And all the right junk in all the right places. I see the magazine workin' that Photoshop. We know that *** ain't real. C'mon now, make it stop. If you got beauty, beauty, just raise 'em up
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I got that boom boom that all the boys chase. And all the right junk in all the right places. I see the magazine workin' that Photoshop. We know that *** ain't real. C'mon now, make it stop. If you
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all the boys chase. And all the right junk in all the right places. I see the magazine workin' that Photoshop. We know that *** ain't real. C'mon now, make it stop. If you got beauty, beauty, just raise
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. And all the right junk in all the right places. I see the magazines workin' that Photoshop. We know that * ain't real. C'mon now, make it stop. If you got beauty, beauty, just raise 'em up. 'Cause
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boom that all the boys chase. And all the right junk in all the right places. I see the magazine workin' that Photoshop. We know that *** ain't real. C'mon now, make it stop. If you got beauty, beauty
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that all the boys chase . And all the right junk in all the right places . I see the magazine workin' that Photoshop . We know that *** ain't real . C'mon now, make it stop . If you got beauty, beauty
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boom that all the boys chase. All the right junk in all the right places. I see the magazines working that Photoshop. We know that *** ain't real. Come on now, make it stop. If you got beauty beauty just
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The rain falls on my windows. And the coldness runs through my soul. When the rain falls, oh the rain falls. I don't want to be alone. . I wish that I could Photoshop on. Our bad memories
