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Maybe I'm fat fat cow
And no one looks at me .
Maybe I wanted out of life too much,
But I still love myself

Chorus:
I need it ... it ... not a boor and a dude
What good is a dime a dozen.
I need not Mickey Rurg nor Slavik Vakarchuk,
A simple plastic surgeon .

Transplanted skin on the face of the priests ,
Move the left edge to the right ,
Align the legs, increase grud-
I will be beautiful, but not & quot; something & quot; !

I love bread, I'm eating candy
In another life , I do not like .
Nonsense , all these fitness, diety-
I'm saving up for surgery

Chorus ...