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Tomorrow's the weekend |
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Everybody's making plans |
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While I'm making excuses |
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In my head 'cause |
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I'm afraid they'll ask"I hope you can make it," |
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Says a girl who's in my class |
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I know she's just being friendly |
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But every time |
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I see her |
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I wanna kick her ass |
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She throws parties |
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People flock to these |
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They're excited |
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So, I pretend to be |
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What they do for fun escapes me |
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What goes through their heads? |
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What they do for fun reminds me |
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I'm not one of them |
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He asked, "What's your problem?Why don't you relax?" |
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I told him listen"I live every day like it's my last" |
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He said, "You're idealistic" |
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I said, "Is that a fact?" |
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You have my permission |
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Anytime you see him you can kick his ass |
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His friends like laughing |
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About society |
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But, they've changed nothing |
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That's reality |
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I find that |
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What they do for fun escapes me |
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What goes through their heads? |
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What they do for fun reminds me |
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I'm not one of them |
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I wonder what would make it fun? |
