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Oh Joker, Why Must You Treat Me Like Harley?
*This is old*
Oh Mr. J, I can't stand to
even look my Harley Quinn
suit anymore since you
swung my own hammer at
my heart. Can't stand to look
at all those couples dressed
up as You and I since you left
me crying on the bathroom
floor, bleeding out.
Can't stand to watch us
take on the Bat on TV. My
love for you was of a silly
teenager. Just like Her. Our
TV idols. Just like her. All perky
and bouncy. And you, Mr. J, I know
you loved me. You told me, puddin'.
But if you love me, why do you beat me?
Oh Mr. J, I can't stand to
even look my Harley Quinn
suit anymore since you
swung my own hammer at
my heart. Can't stand to look
at all those couples dressed
up as You and I since you left
me crying on the bathroom
floor, bleeding out.
Can't stand to watch us
take on the Bat on TV. My
love for you was of a silly
teenager. Just like Her. Our
TV idols. Just like her. All perky
and bouncy. And you, Mr. J, I know
you loved me. You told me, puddin'.
But if you love me, why do you beat me?
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