Not once or twice
But more than three
That I've caught thee
Liar, Liar, King of the hill
Liar, Liar, Queen of hearts
What is it that you need?
I surely would've given thee
Liar, Liar, Sweet words you spring
Liar, Liar, me you falsely desire
Everything you I doubt
These seeds you've sown
Have shot me down
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