| There’s a song tonight that I don’t want to sing
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| Seems like I’m complaining about something I’ve lost interest in
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| So I’ll sing «bada ba, bada ba, ba bada ba»
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| Here we go again
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| There’s a crowd tonight that I’m not going to please
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| Feels I’m desperately reaching for something that was there for like a day
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| It went away, now I’ve got nothing left to say
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| So I’m not gonna stay, going «Hey! |
| Hey! |
| Haha! |
| Hey!»
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| Baby, I won’t impress you no matter what
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| Hey, would you like me if I stayed forever young?
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| Well it sucks, but no one does, get used to staying out of touch
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| And would you like me if I stayed forever young?
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| Well it sucks, but no one does, get used to staying out of touch
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| There’s a man tonight that I don’t want to meet
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| Feels like I’m competing to be famous hoping one day I can be
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| On a list of d-rate celebrities
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| I think I would rather leave, I’ve got my bag over my sleeve
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| And my ticket out of town expires tonight
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| Hey, would you like me if I stayed forever young?
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| Well it sucks, but no one does, get used to staying out of touch
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| Hey, would you like me if I stayed forever young?
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| Well it sucks, but no one does, get used to staying out of touch
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| With everyone you’ll ever meet
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| Continue being awkward in all social surroundings
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| Hey, would you like me if I stayed forever young?
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| Well it sucks, but no one does, get used to staying out of touch
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| Hey, would you like me if I stayed forever young?
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| Well it sucks, but no one does, get used to staying out of touch
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| I’m not feeling very young these days |