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The Matches Superman

you all the time I am Superman with you Oh, c'mon, you know you're my hero, too Oh, it might sound like a lie But I know and you know that Superman

foot de ta region Grace a toi, ils deviendront super champions Un tacle assassin stoppe ton attaquant L?arbitre accorde un coup franc Tous tes amis sont reunis Pour ce match

Disneyland Might lose Mickey Mouse In some giant hostile corporate shake-up Tell me it's a nightmare Please wake me up (Say it isn't so) I found a book of matches

we'll be living in them soon But it's a super life, a super dupa dupa life we live yes it's a super life, a super dupa dupa life we live but it's getting

deny it stupid you will feel what I do, I do it well shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill half a breath left on my death bed screaming F that yeah super

head in the Inside Swine on the dash, G-Wagon so Fly Numba 1 don't tangle and twisle When it come to these cars my hands are faithful The Gucci with the matching

last inch of me's covered with hair [Cronies:] No one hits like Gaston [Townsman:] Matches wits like Gaston [LeFou:] In a spitting match

Tifrere) I'm just trying to be me. . . to be me [Chorus: 2X's] One. . .Cause I really wanna see the world Two. . . Always knew I was a super girl Three

There's the Reds and there's the Greens Super slicks and has beens, They're accompanied by three men dressed in black, One's a whistle, two are flags,