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Sorry about the backwards foreign lyrics here are the real English lyrics. Why am I always hit on by the boys I never like I can always see ’em coming, from the left or from the right I don’t want to be a priss, I’m just try’na be polite But it always seems to bite me in the- Ask me for my number, yeah, you put me on the spot You think that we should hook-up, but I think that we should not You had me at hello, then you opened up your mouth And that is when it started going south Oh!
