| People like you got nothin' better to do
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| Than throw rocks at things that shine
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| Well, you oughta be chasin' your own dreams
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| 'Stead of shootin' holes in mine
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| Then again, keep it comin', keep your big mouth runnin'
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| Keep kickin' me while I’m down
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| Hop on the bandwagon, man, while you can
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| Better doubt me now
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| Keep buildin' that chip up on my shoulder
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| Keep feedin' that monkey on my back
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| I can feel your hot air blowin' in colder
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| Stokin' this fire up under my ass
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| Got me livin' for the day, gonna see my face
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| Big as life last laughin' out loud
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| Lovin' all you haters
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| Beggin' you to doubt me now
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| Like a walk-on quarterback, a wanna be Cadillac
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| A backup to a third string
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| I’m outside the box, ain’t got no shot
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| At the bull’s eye or the brass ring
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| Yeah, I’ve heard it all, betcha thought I’d crawl
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| Under a rock and never wanna come out
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| But I’ll never let you give me a reason to
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| To doubt me now
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| So keep buildin' that chip up on my shoulder
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| Keep feedin' that monkey on my back
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| I can feel your hot air blowin' in colder
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| Stokin' this fire up under my ass
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| Got me livin' for the day, gonna see my face
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| Big as life last laughin' out loud
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| Lovin' all you haters
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| Beggin' you to doubt me now
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| Yeah, keep buildin' that chip up on my shoulder
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| Keep feedin' that monkey on my back
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| I can feel your hot air blowin' in colder
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| Stokin' this fire up under my ass
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| Got me livin' for the day, gonna see my face
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| Big as life, last laughin' out loud
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| Lovin' all you haters
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| Beggin' you to doubt me now
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| Yeah, I love all you haters
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| Come on and doubt me now
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| Try and doubt me now
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| Hop on the bandwagon |