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I hate mush and candy

And flowers that die

Lining my fridge, brown petals on my eggs



I hate waking up dandy

With a stretch and a sigh

Perfuming and soaking and shaving my legs



I hate fixing my hair

In a sexy new style

Mousse and spray,hot curlers surround me



I hate walking on air

Greeting all with a smile

Suddenly noticing the beauty around me



I hate so-called fate

And dancing in the rain

Moon light and star light bewitched





And I hate you, thats hate

Not love Mister Vain

For turning a head that wanted to stay fixed