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I got me a complication |
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And it's an only child |
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Concernin' my reputation |
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As something more than wild |
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I know it serves me right |
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But I can't sleep at night |
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Have to hide my face |
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Or go some other play-ay-ay-ay-ay-ace |
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I won't cry out for justice |
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Admit that I was wrong |
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I'll stay in hibernation |
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'Til the talk subsides to gone |
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My social life's a dud |
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My name is really mud |
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I'm up to here in lies |
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Guess I'm down to size |
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To size |
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Can't seem to talk about |
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The things that bother me |
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Seems to be |
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What everybody has |
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Against me |
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Oh, oh, all right |
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Here's the situation |
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And how it really stands |
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I'm out of circulation |
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I've all but washed my hands |
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My social life's a dud |
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My name is really mud |
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I'm up to here in lies |
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Guess I'm down to size |
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To size |
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Talk talk Talk talk Talk talk Talk talk |
