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Marsha Lanning

I got the Music Up Loud
So I can't hear your sound
I don't wanna hear your voice
I don't wanna sit and listen

I got the Music Up Loud
That's my sound
I got you drowned out
I will look at you
I'm not ganna listen to you

Why should I all you say or do
Is the same thing every day
All you do is complain
It's the same old thing

Why are you here
There's nothing to say
Nothing to hear
I'm not going to Obey
The things you say

I got the Music Up Loud
What did you say?

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