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If I were Lizzy Caplan’s tits I wouldn’t feel so blue
You’d look for me on Google and you’d image search Yahoo
You wouldn’t rest a second ‘til you somehow tracked me down
But I’m not Lizzy Caplan’s tits; you don’t know I’m around
If I were Lizzy Caplan’s tits I’d surely make you smile
You’d look at me each morning and you’d save me to a file
You wouldn’t once forget me, you would seek and you’d persist
But I’m not Lizzy Caplan’s tits; you don’t know I exist
I could be Sienna topless
Or the vag that Britney flashed
But I’m certain once you searched for those
They’d only end up trashed
No, if I had it all to do again here’s what I’d be
The one thing that I know for sure would make you look for me
Instead of this pathetic creature lacking looks and wits
I would be so happy to be Lizzy Caplan’s tits
wish i had written it
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