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Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me, |
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I ani't the sharpest tool in the shed. |
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She was lookin' kinda dumb with her finger and her thumb, |
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In the shape of an "L" on her forehead. |
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Well, the years start comin' and they don't stop comin', |
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Back to the rules so I hit the ground runnin', |
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Didn't make sense just to live for fun, |
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Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb, |
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So much to do so much to see, |
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So what's wrong with taking the backstreets, |
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You'll never know if ya don't go, |
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You'll never shine if you don't glow. |
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Hey now, you're an All Star, get your game on, go play! |
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Hey now, you'rer a Rock Star, get the show on, get paid! |
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All that glitters is gold, |
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Only shootin' stars break the mold! |
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It's a cool place, and they say it gets colder, |
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You're bundled up now, wait till ya get older. |
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But the media men beg to differ, |
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Judging by the hole in the satellite picture. |
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The ice we skate is gettin' pretty thin, |
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The water's gettin' warm so ya might as well swim. |
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My world's on fire, how 'bout yours, |
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That's the way I like it 'cause I never get bored. |
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Hey now, you're an All Star, get your game on, go play! |
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Hey now, you're a Rock Star , get the show on, get paid! |
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All that glitters is gold! |
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Only shootin' stars break the mold! |
