| His two handed handshake
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| Says he’s so glad to meet you
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| His one silver earring
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| Says he parties on weekends
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| He churns through the channels
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| When he’s watching the TV
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| He recites lines from movies
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| When he’s trying to be funny
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| Guys, it’s like we’re not even trying
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| Yeah, she danced with that one guy
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| She must know we’re watching
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| It seems like less people
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| Than were here just last weekend
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| She’s still pretty pissed
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| About her ex’s new trick
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| There were stares
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| And glares and names
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| Girls, you know you’re not really helping
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| I don’t think that you’ll find love
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| In some bathroom at some club
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| I know some kids who didn’t come back
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| We had First Ave on Fridays
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| We’re pirates at port
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| We go in and we get high
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| Two at a time
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| We get drunk on the sports
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| We’re falling into bed
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| With our television sets
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| We’re watching movies
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| That we’ve already seen
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| Guys, it’s like we’re not even trying
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| You dress like contestants
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| At some desparate paegent
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| You fall asleep in your makeup
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| You wake up with a blemish
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| You’re making up your mind
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| About the drinks after work
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| It’s such a gossipy office
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| Girls, you’re gonna find someone
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| You don’t have to rush it
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| You’re too young to force your crushes
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| You don’t have to rush it
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| You’re too young to fake your crushes
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| Guys, I’m pretty sure that we can put it back together
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| And girls, you gotta try to be nice to one another
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| Guys, I’m pretty sure that we can put it back together
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| And girls, you gotta try to be nice to one another
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| I don’t think we’ll get the truth
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| From kids with stickers on their boots
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| I know some kids who didn’t come back
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| From the plywood painted black
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| We gotta try a little harder
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| We gotta be a little better
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| We gotta pull it back together |