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We'll prop him up in heels
To make him stand up tall.
He's gonna pay for what his gender did.
Pair a tight black skirt
With his pink silk shirt
'Cause it's not enough that he's dead.
We'll shadow eyes in blue.
We'll do a manicure,
We'll paint his mannish fingernails in red.
Add a pink lip-gloss
Only a tramp would choose
'Cause it's not enough that he's dead.
We can shave his beard,
We can tease his hair,
We can wax his quiet chest.
Fill his IPOD
With dumb blonde pop
'Cause it's not enough that he's dead.
His wits were dull and thick.
He was a lazy pig,
Al dente fettuccini in bed.
Now he's Princess Slick
With a missing [pause]
'Cause it's not enough that he's dead.