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Fit in, fit in |
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I'm spending nights just dreaming |
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And playing the music loud |
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They're banging on the ceiling |
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They're praying that I'll soon be out |
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I almost thought of leaving |
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Get away from the glares and their unfriendly stares |
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And now I'm all alone |
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And the telephone teases and dares |
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I'll get away from them all (oh oh) |
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So pride comes before a fall |
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But I'm not for giving in |
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Fit in, Fit in |
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They're kicking up a storm in ... |
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Some strange place they know out of town |
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Why won't I go along there |
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It's crazy they're all doing it now |
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But right now it's the last place |
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That I wanna see - It's my way to be free |
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And I'm getting bored |
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Of the way they expect me to be |
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You gotta be, you gotta be |
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I'll get away from them all (oh oh) |
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So pride comes before a fall |
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But I'm not for giving in |
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Fit in, Fit in |
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Fit in, fit in |
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I'm holding on so tightly |
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But I don't want to take any more |
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'cos what they say just bites me |
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And gets to me down to the core |
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A ring and kids invite me |
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Or a house and a home |
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And a car and a phone |
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And a video |
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Won't they ever leave it alone |
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You gotta ring, you gotta ring |
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I'll get away from them all (oh oh) |
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So pride comes before a fall |
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But I'm not for giving in |
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I won't fit in, fit in |
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I don't fit in, fit in |
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I don't fit in, fit in |
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I don't fit in, fit in |
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Oh no, I don't fit in, fit in |
