CARRIE: You're a Freak Boy You're a Freak Boy You're a Freak Boy How could you think I'd love you You're a toothpick So pathetic You make me sick I barely even know you I took my turn in your prayer line I felt something more like a warning They all saw you secretly looking Now you're here at two in the morning You're a Freak Boy You're a Freak Boy You're a Freak Boy How could you think I'd love you You're a magnet For the pathetic I can't tell you How much your face revolts me In a way you are the worst kind Think you know so much about people So how come you never saw me Open my church and smell all the people now You're a Freak Boy You're a Freak Boy You're a Freak Boy How could you think I'd love you You're a Freak Boy You're a Freak Boy You're a Freak Boy You're a Freak Boy You're a Freak Boy You're a Freak Boy You're a Freak Boy
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