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FabulousI am fabulousYou are fabulous We're all fabulous sarcastic bastards Thinking of daisy fields Where nobody really feels It's all too much fabulous Don't let it get you down And I know I should take all these moments and bottle them up So I can remember them later What about later? Shouldn't I bottle it too? I've got a whole shelf of time Can't think of a single day And I'm wasting away Wasting my time wishing the world would fuck off At least then I could be bitter But now I'm just fabulous You are fabulous We're so fucking fabulous We don't even know it I wish I was more afflicted I'd take it all out on you We'd be so fabulous Without even trying And I know I should take all these words and bottle 'em up So I can spew 'em out when somebody's listening But who would be listening? I have nothing to say Which is weird 'cause I've always got something to say And I'm wasting away Wasting my time wishing the world would fuck off At least then I could be bitter Thinking of rainy days So just stay away I'll be fabulous before you know it I'll wait for the day when I get home Somebody at the door Who thinks I am fabulous Without even trying |