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I was never your Nancy I was never your Penny Lane I was standing in the sea Of afghan coat groupies on their knees with no names You were always powder white You were always black and blue Sleeping on the couch Kicked out of your house Kicked in the face But you did look cute What’s a girl to do? I don’t want to be your baby Wouldn’t even if you paid me Your so cruel And you're so vicious But my goodness, you're so delicious Cooked up a medieval feast And then you ate me up 3 am sitting in your family kitchen Sitting on top of your mother’s cookbook Almost fell in love, but I don’t want to be your baby Wouldn’t even if you paid me Your so cruel And you're so vicious But my goodness, you're so delicious Delicious You don’t know the day You don’t even know the week But you don’t miss a trick And you never miss a beat Only had a taste, but I always wanted more Almost had me waiting at the stage door I don’t want to be your baby Wouldn’t even if you paid me Your so cruel And you're so vicious But my goodness, you're so I don’t want to be your baby Wouldn’t even if you paid me Your so cruel And you're so vicious But my goodness, you're so delicious Delicious Delicious Delicious