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You bumped me off Mount Olympus You told me I had feet of clay You said you’d be so proud if I was somebody else Give me thanks then yank it away Just when I think the way is clear You cringe and say, that’s nice, dear You’re my #1 poison pen-pal You’re my #1 Queen of Spades You’re my #1 with a bullet to my brain And you do it again, do it again You’re my #1 what’s your problem My #1 just yourself to blame You’re the one with the gun You’re my #1 with a bullet to my brain You pull the rug out from under my feet When I’m walking the red carpet You paint the storm clouds into my blue skies You let me see disappointment in your eyes If I ever think success is near You’re the one who barely musters, that’s nice, dear You’re my #1. . . You seem to want to brag that you know me You want to go out and be seen You want to tell them you’re my Svengali When I am King you will be Queen Well I know you’re no hero You’re no power behind the throne Why can’t you leave it alone? You’re just my. . . back from lyrics - #1 with a bullet to my brain to jenstuff
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