| As a kid
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| I sewed my name in my underwear
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| Carved my initials in a big oak tree
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| I had a well developed sense of me
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| Is that wrong?
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| Seemed the healthy way to go
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| Looking out for numero uno
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| Oh, oh oh oh
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| My my me and mine
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| Me myself and I
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| I function perfectly
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| When independently
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| My my me and mine
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| We get along just fine
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| Sometimes I think of you
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| It just gets all complicated
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| I take good care of my own backyard
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| My binoculars don’t look that far
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| I’m not interested enough to pry
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| Into the business of the other guy
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| On the streets
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| I even own the grandma’s sheets
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| So I know, who I’m waking up with
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| Oh, oh oh oh
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| My my me and mine
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| Me myself and I
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| I function perfectly
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| When independently
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| My my me and mine
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| We get along just fine
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| Sometimes I think of you
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| It just gets all complicated
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| Should I care? |
| Care about others?
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| That you thought you’d smother
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| Under my wing
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| So I battle
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| My own little effort
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| No, I don’t need the company
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| My my me and mine
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| My my me and mine
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| Me myself and I
|
| I function perfectly
|
| When independently
|
| My my me and mine
|
| We get along just fine
|
| Sometimes I think of you
|
| It just gets all complicated
|
| My my me and mine
|
| Me myself and I
|
| I function perfectly
|
| When independently
|
| My my me and mine
|
| We get along just fine
|
| Sometimes I think of you
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| It just gets all complicated |