| I’m brushing my teeth
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| I’m paying the rent
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| And I long for somebody
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| To get me wrong
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| I never scream
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| I don’t shout
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| I’m just laughing
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| My heart out
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| I’m laughing my heart out
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| I’m laughing my heart out
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| I’m laughing my heart out
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| And I can’t help myself
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| You will see
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| That the words in this song
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| They rhyme fucking perfectly
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| And I don’t have to look behind my back
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| To know that’s where I’m found
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| I don’t even bother to wait anymore
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| Until I turn around
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| And I’m laughing my heart out
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| I’m laughing my heart out
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| I’m laughing my heart out
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| I can tell a lie
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| And I can fake one too
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| But I’m losing control
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| Of which it is that I do
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| And when I play hard to get
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| I play it so beautifully
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| So the only one
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| Getting anything is me
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| And I’m laughing my heart out
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| I’m laughing my heart out
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| I’m laughing my heart out
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| Then I turned to the news
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| I need to know what the wise men say
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| But it seems like
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| It’s a rerun from yesterday
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| So I figure there must be something wrong
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| I look behind my TV
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| But there are wires
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| And plugs, some dust, and me |