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Hey you,new wave,come over here |
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You're the prettiest thing |
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I've seen all year |
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Hey you,new wave,don't turn away |
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Close those pouty lips and listen to what |
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I say Why must you smoke that clove cigarette? |
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Why must you act like you've got a hole in you head? |
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Why don't you split the squares and love me instead? |
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You're all shiny and clean, |
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I've seen you in my dreams |
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Like the Rolls |
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Royce I can't have |
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Your presence makes me scream |
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Sour grapes,you leave such a bad taste |
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Sour grapes, |
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I don't need you anyways |
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Sour grapes,feeding,feeding my rage |
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Hey you,new wave, |
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I pity you |
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When you get old,what will you do? |
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What will you do when you turn 21? |
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You're cockteasing at the singles bar just for fun |
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What will you do when you turn 31? |
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What will you do when you don't know how to love anyone? |
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I wanted her cherry, |
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I got sour grapes |
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I refuse to climb the ladder for you |
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I refuse to pant and paw for you |
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I need love,don't need no beauty queen |
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But still,when |
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I look at you, |
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I scream Sour grapes,you leave such a bad taste |
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Sour grapes, |
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I don't need you anyways |
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Sour grapes |
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Just go riding right by me on the crest of the new wave |
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Sour grapes,feeding,feeding my rage. |