My black market white baby dealer Is hunting around overseas My black market white baby dealer Brings back clean, fresh white babies to me
He brings back Oh my God, he brings back He brings back clean, fresh, white expensive babies
My smile is dime a dozen My lips are cherry red My eyes are blue like the sky is blue I got good shoulders under my head I look like your mother I look like your great-aunt Sit me down in your family photo And everyone tells me that I, I look just like you
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My black market white baby dealer Is hunting around overseas My black market white baby dealer Brings back clean, fresh white babies to me Clean, fresh white babies to me Clean, fresh white babies to me
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