She he he she
Don't know
Who that you be?
She he he she
Don't know
Who that you be
Your hair long and black
Your lips
Painted red
Sometimes you wear
Blue jeans
Instead of a dress
You so confused
Under so much stress
You know you are guilty
Might as well come out
of the closet
And confess
She he he she
Don't know
Who that you be
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