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Poison lips dipped in wine Out to get this heart of mine Candy kisses don't mean a thing If only lies those kisses bring
Platinum hair, black at the roots Short, short skirts and dirty boots Have an act, and that's only an actor Tryin' to make my poor heart cry
Why pick on me, why pick on me? Do you get your kicks when you see me cry? Why pick on me, yeah, why pick on me? Is this the way I'll have to get your high?
If you choose to play the field Then you choose to know how it feels When somebody messes you up When he thinks that you've had enough
Why pick on me, baby, why pick on me? Do you get your kicks when you see me cry, cry, cry? Why pick on me, why pick on me? Is this the way I'll have to get your high?
Long hair up against my skin But never once have you given in To any one of my wants or needs No matter how my poor heart bleeds
Why pick on me, baby, why pick on me? Do you get your kicks when you see me cry, cry, cry, cry? Why pick on me, baby, why pick on me? Is this the way I'll have to get your high?
Does it feel good?
Why pick on me, baby, why pick on me? Do you get your kicks when you see me Crawl, crawl, crawl, crawl? Why pick on me, baby, why pick on me? Do you get your kicks when you see me Cry (Crawl), cry (Crawl)?
Feels good?
Why pick on me, baby, why pick on me? Do you get your kicks when you see me cry, cry?
You do, don't you? Why pick on me, baby
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