| Fuck all the haters that said I couldn’t do it
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| I said I’d count to 30 and you know I’d fuckin' do it
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| I’m that boy
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| That’s my boy
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| And I love to count
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| I’m that boy
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| That’s my boy
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| That’s my boy
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| That’s my boy
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| That’s my boy
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| I’m that boy
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| That’s my fuckin' boy
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| That’s my boy
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| That’s my boy
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| I’m that boy
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| I fuck with you if you say you love to count
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| Counting is my favorite and that’s what this song’s about
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| Sing it loud
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| And sing it proud
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| 'Cause, no, this ain’t the alphabet, just in case you had a doubt
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| It’s like…
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| I saw your face
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| When I counted up to ten, you knew it wasn’t 30
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| My mom’s ashamed
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| I know if I don’t finish, you’ll probably disown me
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| Is it Einstein? |
| Is it Newton? |
| Galileo? |
| Maybe Uller?
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| That’s giving me this power
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| To finish what I started
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| 'Cause I never though that numbers were better
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| I could never wrap my head around that letter
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| I know I have to follow my (heart)
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| I fuck with you if you say you love to count
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| Counting is my favorite and it’s what this song’s about |