Vikki She says she's an ice-queen, She thinks she's a bitch, Her ideal man would be tall and rich, And though she knows herself better than I, Each of these things I think a lie. She does not believe, What she cannot see, With eyes as blue as the crashing sea, Her heart has a key all she sees is the lock, Hell you are a bitch, but I think you rock.
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