Vain boys are gonna have to swallow their pride this time
  So let the punishment fit the crime
  It's under the table
  Under your skin
  Into the cable
  Is this the death of the glory you're in?
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  Black sails in the sunset
  White noise going yakety-yak
  All the money in the world will never bring your body back
  Is it some mysterious dance nobody can do?
  Thought I knew all the steps quite clearly
  I don't have a clue
  Oooh
  
  You're Cinderella with a ball and chain
  And the shoe seems to fit you
  You tell the truth sometimes but
  You wouldn't know it if it hit you
  Is this some new trick
  Wired up in your head?
  Do you make me sick
  Or was I just force fed?
  
  Chorus