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Baby be the class clown I'll be the beauty queen in tears It's a new art form showing people how little we care We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yea Pretty soon I'll be getting on my first plane I'll see the veins of my city like they do in space But my head's filling up fast with the wicked games, up in flames How can I fuck with the fun again, when I'm known And my boys trip me up with their heads again, loving them Everything's cool when we're all in line, for the throne But I know it's not forever Baby be the class clown I'll be the beauty queen in tears It's a new art form showing people how little we care We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah It looked alright in the pictures Getting caught soft for the trip though, isn't it? I fall apart with all my heart And you can watch from your window And you can watch from your window Baby be the class clown I'll be the beauty queen in tears It's a new art form showing people how little we care  We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah  And talk it up like yeah  And talk it up like yeah  Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah  And talk it up like yeah And talk it up like yeah  Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah