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This just isn't making sense any more, on this dating site
People say they're nice and then go and pick a fight
Pretty twenty-two year old, she has my card
But after further talking, HE says he's getting hard!!!
Then there is another, she claims to be so smart
So I believe her till she says, Justin Beiber music is art
Lets see, close by, pretty, loves a thriller
To me that spells one thing, a serial killer
This one with no picture, she says she's eighteen young
That is until she recounts, surviving World War One
I've only found one friend, on this wretched site
But she's way over in Russia, making it hard to date
At least I never lie, I say I'm muscle bound
And when they're signing labels, Take a look, I'm around
I say I'm the owner, of a million banks
Just want a hand job, then you'll get a thanks
I write all the music, you ever did hear
I write I want love but really I don't care
So I keep on wondering why they lie
Why can't they be as truthful as I
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