You got that walk walk walkGot that talk talk talkGot that swagger-er-erSuch a glamor-or-orYou're like a real life dollWith your hand that fallsLike niagara-a-aBut that don't matter-er-erCause that don't change the fact That your heart is blackYou can't tear me downBeat me to the groundTry to block my sunshine My blue skies with your cloudsAnd who do you think you areYeah that won't get you
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