| How am I gonna' know who to hate, oh baby
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| When I can’t even ever relate, oh baby
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| I’m just another white man with no identity
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| Torn in the US, torn in the US
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| Ay ay ay ay, ay ay oh
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| My kids say that I’m cynical I don’t know what’s up
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| They make fun of my selections in my pickup truck
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| While they change it to a hip hop station probably just to fuck with me
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| (Tell us all about it, tell us all about it)
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| Would you love me if I got a tattoo on my face
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| Drove this McClaren right off of the page
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| Of inspiration when it strikes, I’ll do whatever it takes, and then
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| (Post all about it, post all about it)
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| How am I gonna' know who to hate, oh baby
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| When I can’t even ever relate, oh baby
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| I’m just another white man with no identity
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| Torn in the US, torn in the US
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| Ay ay ay ay, ay ay oh
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| Growing up a bro on the eastern coast
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| My friends and I would all get drunk and crack racist jokes
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| Now their kids listen to Drake (He's one of the good ones though)
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| (Now I really start to doubt me, really start to doubt me)
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| So I’ll probably play some classic rock in a shitty bar
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| Support my dirty habits with a tipping jar
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| Figure out what my problems really are, then
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| (Talk all about it, talk all about it)
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| How am I gonna' know who to hate, oh baby
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| When I can’t even ever relate, oh baby
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| I’m just another white man with no identity
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| Torn in the US, torn in the US
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| Ay ay ay ay, ay ay oh
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| How am I gonna' know who to hate, oh baby
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| When I can’t even ever relate, oh baby
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| I’m just another white man with no identity
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| Torn in the US, torn in the US
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| Ay ay ay ay, ay ay oh
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| Ay ay ay ay, ay ay oh |