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    (Falling Down)

    You walk and talk
    Like you're some new sensation
    You move in circles
    You don't need an invitation
    You spend your money
    You can't get no satisfaction
    You play it right so you can get the right reaction

    It won't be long, my darling
    Pick up the phone, nobody's on it
    Where are your friends now, baby?
    How's anyone supposed to be there for

    You (you)
    When you're falling down
    The world starts spinning out
    You (you)
    When you're falling down
    Now it's not all about
    You (you)
    When you're falling down
    You know I'll be around
    When you're falling down, falling down

    What's out of place when you look into the mirror?
    The truth is blurry but the lies are getting clearer
    Your eyes are fixed, your smile is so elastic
    You gave me roses but they're all just made of plastic

    It won't be long, my darling
    Pick up the phone, nobody's on it
    Where are your friends now, baby?
    How's anyone supposed to be there for

    You (you)
    When you're falling down
    The world starts spinning out
    You (you)
    When you're falling down
    Now it's not all about
    You (you)
    When you're falling down
    You know I'll be around
    When you're falling down, falling down

    (Smile for the camera, everybody's looking at ya)
    (Smile for the camera, cause they're all about to trash ya)
    (Smile for the camera, camera, camera, smile for the camera
    Who's gonna catch ya?)

    You (you)
    When you're falling down
    The world starts spinning out
    You (you)
    When you're falling down
    Now it's not all about
    You (you)
    When you're falling down
    You know I'll be around
    When you're falling down, falling down

    (Super Bass)

    This one is for the boys with the boomer system
    Top down, AC with the cooler system
    When he come up in the club, he be blazin' up
    Got stacks on deck like he savin' up

    And he ill, he real, he might gotta deal
    He pop bottles and he got the right kind of bill
    He cold, he dope, he might sell coke
    He always in the air, but he never fly coach
    He a muthaf-ckin trip, trip
    Sailor of the ship, ship
    When he make it drip, drip
    Kiss him on the lip, lip
    That's the kind of dude I was lookin' for
    And yes you'll get slapped if you're lookin' hoe

    I said, excuse me you're a hell of a guy
    I mean my, my, my, my you're like pelican fly
    I mean, you're so shy and I'm loving your tie
    You're like slicker than the guy with the thing on his eye, oh
    Yes I did, yes I did, somebody please tell him who the F I is
    I am Sel G, I mack them dudes up
    Back coupes up, and chuck the deuce up

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