
Here Comes the Winner Dance Gavin Dance
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[Intro: Tilian]
Line them up on a stage
See which ones are clever and which ones declined with age
Watch them fail by design
Or win the hearts of America with manufactured shine
[Refrain: Tilian, Jon Mess]
Here comes the winner (That's my public figure)
Here comes the winner (Taking perfect pictures)
Here comes the winner (It's time to shock the blaow!)
Here comes the winner
[Verse 1: Tilian, Tilian & Jon Mess,, Jon Mess]
You can find me up on my high horse
Cutting the bold ones down
They look so hungry, but I'm well-fed, well-dressed
Dead in the head
It's here, it's right there, for you to take it all
It's here, it's right there, for you to take it all
We don't tolerate whining
Do a bitta good analysis, let's balance this, not backing out
Put a little bitta time in this, a finalist and not in doubt
I shake my scepter fresh and you smell like sphincter
I'll pass my credit check and run through your sprinklers
[Pre-Chorus: Tilian]
You name the time and the place and I'm there
Give me some time and I'll perfect my hair
Roll the cameras, honey, love's in the air
We look so poised and not too self aware
Line them up on a stage
See which ones are clever and which ones declined with age
Watch them fail by design
Or win the hearts of America with manufactured shine
[Refrain: Tilian, Jon Mess]
Here comes the winner (That's my public figure)
Here comes the winner (Taking perfect pictures)
Here comes the winner (It's time to shock the blaow!)
Here comes the winner
[Verse 1: Tilian, Tilian & Jon Mess,, Jon Mess]
You can find me up on my high horse
Cutting the bold ones down
They look so hungry, but I'm well-fed, well-dressed
Dead in the head
It's here, it's right there, for you to take it all
It's here, it's right there, for you to take it all
We don't tolerate whining
Do a bitta good analysis, let's balance this, not backing out
Put a little bitta time in this, a finalist and not in doubt
I shake my scepter fresh and you smell like sphincter
I'll pass my credit check and run through your sprinklers
[Pre-Chorus: Tilian]
You name the time and the place and I'm there
Give me some time and I'll perfect my hair
Roll the cameras, honey, love's in the air
We look so poised and not too self aware
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