The Truth

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She said, "I hate your voice" I said, "I got no choice But you didn't have to Wear those unfortunate shoes" She said, "The truth is ugly Truth doesn't smell nice Truth is bad for business Makes unpopular advice" I said, "You standing here Is really ruining standing here" I go Here I go She was on to me Like brutal honesty And I couldn't shake My love-hate Thoughts of her circle Like predatory birds Birds Birds She told me something that her father said When her friends crushed around some young celebrity "Do we have something he can sign?", she asked He said, "No man can give me his autograph No man can give me his autograph No man can give me his autograph" With those genes I knew that we could proceed Proceed (Three, two)