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I don t care, what my teacher say
I m gonna be a supermodel
And everyone, is gonna dress like me
Wait and see
When I m a supermodel

And my hair, will shine like the sea
And everyone, will wanna look, just like me

Cause I m young,and I m hip, and so beautiful
I m gonna be a supermodel
I m young,and I m hip, so beautiful
I m gonna be a supermodel

I wish that I, was like Tori Spelling
With a car like her s, and a dad like her s
And I, will show them how, how it was done
And that d be fun; that d be fun
And I d, write my school report
On, why I love my jeans,
Why I love my jeans
And oh!, on my locker door
It s the coolest thing, that you ve ever seen

Cause I m young,and I m hip, so beautiful
I m gonna be a supermodel
I m young,and I m hip, so beautiful
I m gonna be a supermodel

I didn t, eat yesterday
And I m not going eat today
And I m not going eat tomorrow
Cause I m gonna be a supermodel

So beautiful (beautiful)
I m gonna be a supermodel

I m young,and I m hip, so beautiful (beautiful)
I m gonna be a supermodel
I m young,and I m hip, so beautiful (beautiful)
I m gonna be a supermodel
I m young,and I m hip, so beautiful (beautiful), (beautiful)
I m gonna be a supermodel

Cause I m young,and I m hip, so beautiful (beautiful)
I m gonna be a supermodel, (I m gonna be a supermodel)
I m gonna be a supermodel, (I m gonna be a supermodel)
I m gonna be a supermodel

Rege - kocia muzyka
Kocia muzyka rege
Mia³czy i utyka
Rege kocia muzyka

Kulawy kocur za pogrzebem
Kocia muzyka rege
Mia³czy i utyka
Rege kocia muzyka ...

We re living in harmony
In a world of freedom
We are one big family
In a world of freedom
Let s forget what we have before
In a world of freedom
We know what we re living for
In a world of freedom
In a world

All the people...

Christ, your head. what s it become?
while the whole world s out having fun

i m in a cloud, it s pulling me down, breaking me down

i m in a cloud, it feels like a crowd of a hundred, it s five degrees...

What pain will it take
to satisfy your sick appetite
go in for the kill
always in sight-prey
the time always right-feast
feed on the pain-taste
sorrow made flesh-sweet
live how you want
just don t feed on me
if you...

We ve been a hundred men and now we are ten
On this rotten boat
Ninety dreams we ve buried in the sand
Not one of them comes back again
And all we needed was a piece of land
A handful of sand In nowhere-land...