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I've tried looking at you
But it's so hard to do
I wanna whip out my mace
So let's hide that butterface
You know when you see a car crash
And you can't help looking at that?
Well, your face is kinda the same
Except a car-crash-comparison's pretty tame
Someone's gotta tell you now
Your appearance makes me so sad
And helping you is our vow
So please wear this paper bag
SO! Get out, get out
Get outta my face
Your mug, your mug's all over the place
You shouldn't go out looking like that
So, please wear this paper bag x2
Everything above your neck
Is like a horrible trainwreck
But now you look fantastic
Just be happy we said paper not plastic
Now we just wanna play it straight
And we're trying just to be honest
And if you blot it out, you look great
But your face is a Picasso
NO!-A Jackson Pollock
SO! Get out, get out
Get outta my head
Your face makes me wish I were dead
You shouldn't go out looking like that
So, please wear this paper bag x2
And I know we sound heartless and cruel
Like we're trying too hard to be macho and cool
And I know you were born that way
But facial reconstructive surgery has come a long way!
SO! Get out, get out
You've gotta go
You've got a face for radio
You shouldn't go out looking like that
So, please wear this paper bag x2