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Why don’t you cry a little more?
Why don’t you slam another door?
You’re a parody of who you are,
Like a Mexican soap star
Loud crashing sounds,
Always thrashing around
Trying to seem bigger then you are
Just like a Mexican soap star
(solo)
What goes on in your head?
To make you say the things you’ve said
But you only take it so far,
Just like a Mexican soap star
(solo out)
(*A musical ode to the mood swing. Unpredictable fury is a cornerstone of Mexican melodrama. This song is about a girl I knew who had frequent mood swings, it made it difficult to find her attractive.*)
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