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New York Dolls
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Better Than You
My baby, don't talk nasty about her* You ain't even got no class I'm gonna kick your ass
My baby, treats me like a maharajah Deceiving nothingness My baby brings me happiness
Rushing on each sensation In all the gods' creations With the hysteria of the condemned
My baby, don't you even talk about her My baby's a brazillion times better than you Ah, better than you
My baby, got mystical frenzy Tempered by an irony Verging on blasphemy
I'm goin' to see my baby, Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Find how she gettin' along In the twilight of destiny's last days
My baby, she says my music's better It's much better than it sounds, It's better than you It's better than
My baby, don't you even talk about her My baby brings me happiness Deceiving nothingness, better than you Ah, better than you She's better than you Ah, better than you
Don't talk nasty 'bout my baby Ah, 'cause she's better than you Ah, quit talking nasty Ah, 'cause she's better than you
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