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And you're like a 90's |
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JesusAnd you revel in your psychosis |
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How dare you? |
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And you sample concepts like hors d'oeurves |
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And you eat their questions for dessert |
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And is it just me or is it hot in here? |
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And you're like a 90's |
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KennedyAnd you're really a million years old |
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You can't fool me |
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They'll throw opinions like rocks in riots |
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And they'll stumble around like hypocrites |
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Is it just me or is it dark in here? |
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You may never be or have a husband |
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You may never have or hold a child |
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You will learn to loose everything |
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We are temporary arrangements |
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And you're like a 90's |
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NoahAnd they laughed at you |
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As you packed all of your things |
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And they wonder why you're frustrated |
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And they wonder why you're so angry |
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And is it just me or are you fed up? |
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God bless you in your travels |
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In your conquests and queries |
