The Refuse Affluent Social Hour


I am a junkyard socialite

In my glamorous gown amidst the rubble

I am a junkyard socialite

You can try but you wont burst my bubble

I am a junkyard socialite

You see trash where as I see the light

I am a junkyard socialite and I'll wear-a my tiara tilted slightly to the right

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