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Posing with celebrities Skip the lines I'm VIP (Eh) Oh, my god, I'm such a cliché Sing along to "Wannabe" We all clap on one and three (Eh) Oh, my god, I'm such a cliché And my mom is so afraid that I will never change But I blame it on society we're all the same Dressing like a beauty queen Anything to make a scene Oh, my god, I'm such a cliché Sipping on a skinny bitch Acting like I'm filthy rich Oh, my god, I'm such a cliché All my friends are faking it Can you tell we're full of shit? (Ay) Oh, my god, we're such a cliché I used to make fun of them It turns out I'm one of them (Oh) Oh, my god, I made a mistake Always wake up in the morning saying I should change I keep doing stupid things to make you look my way Dressing like a beauty queen Anything to make a scene Oh, my god, I'm such a cliché Sipping on a skinny bitch Acting like I'm filthy rich Oh, my god, I'm such a cliché I'm such a cliché Oh, my god, I'm such a cliché Always wake up in the morning saying I should change I keep doing stupid things to make you look my way Oh, my god, I'm such a cliché Dressing like a beauty queen Anything to make a scene Oh, my god, I'm such a cliché Sipping on a skinny bitch Acting like I'm filthy rich Oh, my god, I'm such a cliché I'm such a cliché Oh, my god, I'm such a cliché Dressing like a beauty queen Anything to make a scene Oh, my god, I'm such a cliché
Writer(s): Jim Bergsted, Helge Reinsnes Moen, Lise Reppe, Torine Bjaland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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