December 2011
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What makes you think you can be so pretty?
And what makes you think you can be so great? And what makes you think you can be so intelligent? And what makes you think you can be so far away? It’s no stretch to say that I am pulling out my hair And darling I’m patiently waiting to fly my ass out there And I love you What makes you think you can be so wonderful? And what makes you think you can be so keen? And what makes...
