Secret Life

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She wears doughnuts for glasses
And looks through the holes
She know that men don't make passes
At girls who wear doughnuts
Won't touch them with ten foot poles
And she keeps tapping her spoon on the ice cream container
She's so unhappy, but she's no complainer
She closes her eyes and dreams of a secret life
A secret life
A secret life

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He wears a lacy brassier
And a bullet-proof vest
He's made a career out of choking the gopher
And wondering if Father knew best
He keeps touching his hairline to see if it's receding
His head is exploding and his stomach is bleeding
And nothing he says is ever worth repeating
He closes his eyes and dreams of a secret life
A secret life
A secret life

Everybody need a secret life
Even if they have to steal one
Everybody need a secret life
That's much better than the real one

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Au revoir senorita
It's really been fun
But there's no Dolce Vita, no big bowl of cherries
At least not where I come from
But I've I got a place where my outlook is brighter
The weight on my shoulders gets much lighter and lighter
I close my eyes and I've got a secret life
A secret life
A secret life

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