Marlon Brando

An angel
 Standing right there before my very eyes
 A vision on the arm of another man
 But baby this should come as no surprise
 And I wanna let him know what a pussy he is
 And I wanna let her know that I bench what he is
 But I won't
 'Cause I heard him say something
 And I can't seem to forget it
 And I want him to regret it
 So, I'll tell you something, sister
 I'm feeling mighty fine
 You tell that little faggot
 "Call me faggot one more time"
 Where I'm from, little darling
 A king, it ain't a crime
 When you see his face tomorrow
 Gonna wish that you were mine
 Darling
 I want you to know that I heard what he said
 And that's okay
 I'm pretty cooked, but my shit is far from dead
 Well I saw you last week
 And, you looked real nice
 Outside the Super Club
 I was behind fluffy dice, and I know
 That we only just met, but I think this is real
 And I want you to feel it
 So, tell me something, baby
 Tell me I ain't fine
 I feel like Marlon Brando circa 1999
 I'm on one, little darling
 These pingers give me shine
 You see me out here dancing
 Bet you wish that you were mine
 And I know
 Your friends are gonna talk about me
 Saying I'm the one to blame
 But that bloke should have kept quiet, baby
 Why'd he go and speak my name?
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 Girl
 I guess I just want you to be with me
 I want you to say that my hair looks nice
 And my face has a Beckham-like quality
 And I know that I blew it, and I know it ain't right
 To be calling men faggots and to be starting fights
 But I can't stop
 I'm a dam overflowing, I'm a river run wild
 And I guess it's about that time
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 I feel like Marlon Brando
 Feel like Marlon Brando
 Feel like Marlon Brando
 I feel it, I feel it
 I feel like Marlon Brando
 Feel like Marlon Brando
 Feel like Marlon Brando
 I feel it, I feel it
 I feel like Marlon Brando
 Feel like Marlon Brando
 Feel like Marlon Brando
 I feel it, I feel it
 I feel like Marlon Brando
 Feel like Marlon Brando
 Feel like Marlon Brando
 I feel it, I feel it