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I'm twenty four, |
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I don't own a tie |
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I don't have a job and |
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I love to get =high my hairline's receding, |
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I'm getting a gut |
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I love to jerk off and |
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I =love to read smut |
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I can't beat you up, |
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I can't run a mile |
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I'm not Calvin = |
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Klein, but |
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I gots my own style |
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I smoke a pack a day, on a good day it's =two but with all my faults |
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I'm still cooler than you |
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I can't drive a =stick, |
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I don't really surf my parents disowned me 'cause |
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I'm a real jerk |
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I =don't really cook and |
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I don't wash my car |
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I can't program the timer on =my vcr |
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I hate doing laundry, can't stand washing a plate |
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I haven't seen =a girl naked since 1988 |
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I know this sounds wrong but believe me it's =true with all this against me |
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I'm still cooler than you now you must =realize |
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I don't mean what |
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I say but lying to myself helps me get through =the day we are the same, we are |
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Abbot and |
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Lou you are as |
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I and I are as =you |
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Mel |
