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Stop using me up |
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You try to shatter me down now |
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And stop making no sense |
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You try to teach me around now |
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Stop tryin' to be nice |
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I don't believe in your show |
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Stop tryin' to be cute |
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You're self-addicted and cold |
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Stop sucking by billing what you're willing to do |
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None of us will listen to what matters for you |
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Stop talking about your beautiful way of life all the time |
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Stop tryin' to be good |
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Understanding and blessed now |
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You better get yourself packed |
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Stand up and get dressed now |
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And stop knowing it all |
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You're nerve-rackingly wise |
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Mister cosmopolite |
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In a cosmic disguise |
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Stop singing 'bout the things that you have seen in L.A. |
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Never gonna listen to that talk anyway |
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Stop running on a teenie weenie kind of parade |
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Every little move on it is making me hate |
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Stop living this american way of life all the time |
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All the time |
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All the time |
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All the time |
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Go leave us alone |
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Go leave us alone now |
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Leave us alone now |
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Leave us alone now |
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(Away) |
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Please leave us alone |
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(Get away) |
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This is no holiday, baby |
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This is no holiday, baby |
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This is no holiday, baby |
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This is no holiday, baby |
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This is no holiday, baby |
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This is no holiday, baby |
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(Get away) |
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Leave us alone |
