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Goodbye American Bitch you've got to go
Don't think you'll ever, ever, never, ever know
How you shot me down so put that gun right back on to the ground
And hit the road. Yeah leave me alone, yeah
I was downtown leaning, sipping Honey Brown Sleeman
Saw an American chick with eyes, brown beaming
Girl was steaming. Had that Britney Spears look
You know that "Not quite what she appears" look
She strutted over with stars and stripes on her bandana
Ass made me scream. "Ariba!", like I'm Tito Santana
"Hey aren't you Anni Slayd? You must be mad paid
Ryze, Giant, Alliance. Y'all got it made "
There was something about her I just couldn't quite place
Something shady, jaded, something not right in her face
But before I knew it, we were getting down to it
On her knees to please as she red, white and blew it


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