| You’re rollin' up in your Mercedes Benz
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| Full of your fake friends
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| They’re laughin' like they love you
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| You walk around just like you L.A.
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| With all your make up
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| Boys aren’t supposed to wear that stuff
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| Do you think there could be
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| Somethin' fortune can’t buy?
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| Do you think love has
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| Somethin' to do with it?
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| Trendsetter, you dance alone to your heartbeat
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| Trendsetter, trend-trendsetter
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| Trendsetter, show me what I wanna be
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| Trendsetter, trendsetter
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| You can’t afford enough attention
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| To stay at number one
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| So just charge it to mom’s credit card
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| Gettin' groped by all the freshman
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| But they can’t touch you when
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| They find there’s nothin' left inside
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| Do you think they will
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| Stay by your side?
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| Do you think there’s somethin'
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| More to life than lies?
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| Trendsetter, you dance alone to your heartbeat
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| Trendsetter, trend-trendsetter
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| Trendsetter, show me what I wanna be
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| Trendsetter, trendsetter
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| Trendsetter, trendsetter
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| Trendsetter, trendsetter
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| Trendsetter, you dance alone to your heartbeat
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| Trendsetter, trendsetter
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| Trendsetter, take a look at yourself
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| All that’s left is a ghost when you’re somebody else
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| Trendsetter, show me what I wanna be
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| Trendsetter, trendsetter
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| Trendsetter
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| Take a look at yourself all that’s left is a ghost |