My oh my here she comes in a pretty dress
That probably should be a straitjacket
I know I should be running, but I confess
I kinda miss being drawn to it
It’s been so long
It’s been so long that Stacy’s now a mom
But yet she still has got it going on
Yea even though she’s every kind of wrong
She said, “What is your problem?”
Girl, let’s go get you a mirror
Caution the object’s crazier than she appears
I got a problem
She looks like a centerfold
Cause she got more issues than Vogue
I should probably check if under her clothes
They finally put a warning label
What a hot little mess when she strikes a pose
She’s so reliably so unstable
It’s been so long
It’s been so long that Stacy’s now a mom
But yet she still has got it going on
Yea even though she’s every kind of wrong
She said, “What is your problem?”
Girl, let’s go get you a mirror
Caution the object’s crazier than she appears
I got a problem
She looks like a centerfold
Cause she got more issues than Vogue
Fendi and Prada need to make a bigger purse
Cause she got a lotta baggage comin’ long with her
I got a problem
She looks like a centerfold
Cause she got more issues than Vogue
We’re chemical
But like a Diet Coke and Mentos
We’re chemical
But like the kind that’s gonna explode
She said, “What is your problem?”
Girl, let’s go get you a mirror
Caution, the object’s crazier than she appears
I got a problem
She looks like a centerfold
Cause she got more issues than Vogue
She said, “What is your problem?”
Girl, let’s go get you a mirror
Caution, the object’s crazier than she appears
I got a problem
She looks like a centerfold
Cause she got more issues than Vogue
Fendi and Prada need to make a bigger purse
Cause she got a lotta baggage comin’ long with her
I got a problem
She looks like a centerfold
Cause she got more issues than Vogue
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