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I was never your Nancy
I was never your Penny Lane
I was standing in a sea
Of Afghan coat groupies on their knees with no names
You were always powder white
You were always black and blue
Sleepin' on the couch, kicked out of your house
Kicked in the face, but you did look cute
What's a girl to do?
I don't wanna be your baby
Wouldn't even if you paid me
You're so cruel and you're so vicious
But my goodness, you're so delicious
Cooked up a medieval feast
And then you ate me up
3 a.m, sinnin' in your family kitchen
On top of your mother's cookbook
Almost fell in love, but
I don't wanna be your baby
Wouldn't even if you paid me
You're so cruel and you're so vicious
But my goodness, you're so delicious
Delicious
You don't know the day
You don't even know the week
But you don't miss a trick
And you never miss a beat
Only had a taste, but I always wanted more
Almost had me waiting at the stage door
I don't wanna be your baby
Wouldn't even if you paid me
You're so cruel and you're so vicious
But my goodness, you're so -
I don't wanna be your baby
Wouldn't even if you paid me
You're so cruel and you're so vicious
But my goodness, you're so delicious
Delicious
Delicious
Delicious