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To All The Male Chauvinist Pigs I Worked With at the New Orleans, Louisiana FBI

Written by: Tara Lea Seabolt Fox, Consultant/EIT

For all the times that you rained on my parade

And all the clubs you get in using my names

You think you broke my heart, well ho, for goodness' sake

You think I'm crying all alone, well, I ain't

And I didn't wanna write a song

'Cause I didn't want anyone thinkin' I still care, I don't, but

You still F my phone up

Hey, ho, I moved on

And I think you should know somethin'

I don't wanna hold back

Maybe you should know that

I never did like you and I like everyone

And you never will admit when you are wrong

You've been so far up your own ass

You can't see what's going on, but now I know

I'm better working on my own

'Cause if you like the way you look that much

Ho, you should go F yourself

And if you think that I'm still holdin' on to somethin'

You should go F yourself

When you told me that you hated my friends

Gee, that's when all the anal probes began

And every time you told me my opinion was wrong

And tried to make me forget where I came from

And I didn't wanna write a song

'Cause I didn't want anyone thinkin' I still care, I don't, but

You still F my phone up

And ho, I moved on

And I think you should know somethin'

I don't wanna hold back

Maybe you should know that

...

For all the times that you made me feel small

You fell in love, but I feel nothin' at all

I never fell so low-you tried to run me over

Was I a fool to try and break down your walls [i.e., try to be kind/friends/etc... with you]

...

Hey, FBI, YOU SHOULD GO F YOURSELF

From Former Detective Ms. Tara Lea Seabolt Fox, Badge Nm 0297. AKA Ms. Brightside.

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