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Ultimate Fakebook Perfect Hair

Should've seen it through I wouldn't even know if I was right, Cuz you conceal it and you do it every night-you do it, Will you live your life alone,

From the first time you walked in my door, I could see we were playing no more, Now every weekend-year and post-college fear, Has made things different

Girl, you've been my universe, But we've felt stuck in reverse, Feel so far away I swear there's nothin' worse, It seemed like the pendulum had sung,

Perfect hair is all we really need We spend so much of our energies on recipes When life success, it can be guaranteed With a modern style, you can go

Guess that it's time to let you see, The evidence on your TV screen, Turn it up, sit back, put up your feet, uz I think I got you beat. Let me warn first

Take what you wanna take, Don't leave me here wrestling leap year, Sever your fear of the one, One and only love, Make what you wanna make, sell your

Don't have to see to know, Don't have to feel the ledge to leap, Don't have to light the way, To stumble on and trip up solo. Don't have to fall so low