| You keep tellin' me don’t hang around
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| While you play around with the clowns that you found
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| It ain’t right
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| Now and then I get tired of the sound of you putting me down
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| While you’re playing the town everynight
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| I’m getting hung up, yes I am, yes I am
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| And you don’t give a damn
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| No you don’t
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| Have to treat me like a fool
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| No you don’t
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| Have to be so bloody cool
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| No you don’t
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| Have to make up all the rules
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| No you don’t
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| No, no you don’t
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| No you don’t
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| You keep playing your reckless games that will bring you fame
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| But I’ll take the blame for your name
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| Well you think you’ve got my life in your hands
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| But you don’t understand, that I’ve got my own plans
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| My own plans
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| I’m going down, yes I am, yes I am
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| And you don’t give a damn
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| No you don’t
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| Have to treat me like a fool
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| No you don’t
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| Have to be so bloody cool
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| No you don’t
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| Have to make up all the rules
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| No you don’t
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| No, no you don’t
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| No you don’t |