| I don’t care what you say
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| And I won’t hit the hay
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| I don’t know what you do
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| But I know I’m not you
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| We’ve got something that you’ll never have
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| And we will never listen to your rules, oh
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| We will never do what others do, oh
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| If you want a fight, we’ll fight with you, oh
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| Cause we will never listen to your rules, no
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| You’re not my mom and dad
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| And even they watch their backs
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| Cause they know what I hate
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| Any rules that I can’t break
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| I don’t care, I hate work
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| What you say, so let’s play
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| And I won’t, and don’t get
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| Hit the hay, in my way
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| I don’t know, I like people
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| What you do to be cool)
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| But I know, I like people
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| I’m not you, to break rules
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| We’ve got something that you’ll never have
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| We will never listen to you |