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My songs don't make much sense But my hot pants make amends And I've become a star Just by wearing a push-up bra I could have a lot to say But you wouldn't listen anyway Don't care if the words are crass As long as I shake my ass "Each other" don't rhyme with "umbrella" I guess it's just that I'm a bad speller I said I'd flash my rear end I'd rather not, but I'll pretend It's not so hard to get a million seller ???? words that rhyme with "ella" Novella Cruella Mandela Eh? Eh? Go to my local for a pint of Stella While I'm reading my copy of Bello Be careful not to find that sun And take a bit of skin off my patella Have a dinner date with Paul Weller And cook a recipe by Nigella And try not to give him salmonella Or contract a nasty case of Rubella For God's sake, don't let me sing a cappella I need to make a working model of ???? I just won that million seller I won't take any more beats from my fella |