| Don’t wanna wear no pants
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| Don’t wanna wear a dress
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| There must be something new
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| There must be something new
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| I want to be the first to wear it
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| Want to be the first to dare it
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| Want to be the first to fly
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| The archaeopteryx of all future fashion
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| Grab my clothes, apply some heat
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| Throw 'em on a flaming heap
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| No mas
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| I got a chance — no chance
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| Fuck the Republicans
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| Fuck Libertarians
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| Fuck all the Democrats
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| I’m sick of all that
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| Don’t wanna stand in line
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| Don’t wanna waste my time
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| I just want the world to kneel
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| And slip that diamond ring on my finger
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| But the world just gives me sass
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| Treats me like a piece of ass
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| No mas
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| I got a chance — no chance
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| I don’t like the eighties shit
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| Don’t like the seventies
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| Yeah, fuck the sixties too
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| There must be something new
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| I want to be the first who said it
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| Want to be the one who made it
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| But the only trouble is
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| My mouth is bigger than my imagination
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| Fuck all the hipster shit
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| Don’t wanna study it
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| No mas
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| I got a chance — no chance |