| Even if you tried, you wouldn’t understand it
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| Maybe something’s missing inside of you
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| Just a bit of sugar to that horrid bitter
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| Maybe you’d taste different
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| Hold up, hold up, baby, I can’t sit beside you
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| While you’re going on about your simple life
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| Nothing left you thinking that maybe you’re not different
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| Go on, blow up your ego, your ego
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| Your undenying, undying ego
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| Oh, look, here he goes, stepping on toes
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| With his humble lacking, everlasting ego
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| I guess it never hit you, a conversation takes two
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| Paying it some interest, from time to time
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| Inside all that greatness and all of your adventures
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| You’re all alone
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| Hold up, hold up, baby, I can’t sit beside you
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| While you’re going on about your simple life
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| Nothing left you thinking that maybe you’re not different
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| Go on, blow up your ego, your ego
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| Your undenying, undying ego
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| Oh, look, here he goes, stepping on toes
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| With his humble lacking, everlasting ego
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| Oh, here he goes, here he goes, here he goes
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| Oh, here he goes, oh, here he goes
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| Oh, here he goes, here he goes, here he goes
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| With his humble lacking, everlasting ego
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| Someone hurt your feelings not that long ago
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| And every bit of you couldn’t face the truth that
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| Maybe you’re just not that nice and humble kind
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| That would be a lie
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| Go on, blow up your ego, your ego
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| Your undenying, undying ego
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| Oh, look, here he goes, stepping on toes
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| With his humble lacking, everlasting ego
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| Oh, here he goes, here he goes, here he goes
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| Oh, here he goes, oh, here he goes
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| Oh, here he goes, here he goes, here he goes
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| With his humble lacking, everlasting ego |