| You hate me when im always watching videos,
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| 11:30 and you just cant sleep,
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| You think whatever am i playing on my sterio
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| Its so pathetic that it makes you weep,
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| And the beat goes on when i get back home,
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| And i run straight past you to the telephone,
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| And my feet dont fit in your sensible shoes,
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| and you just wont quit till you kill my groove,
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| Whooo, it freaks me out, ive got to scream, ive got to shout,
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| Whoo, it freaks me out like halloween, i have no doubt,
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| I think your wierd, its written on your resume,
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| You say im stupid, your my best friend too,
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| And if i smile, im doing it to get my way,
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| And if i dont, ive got an attitude,
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| And the beat goes on when i get back home,
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| And i run straight past you to the telephone,
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| And my feet dont fit in your sensible shoes,
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| But you just cant quit till you kill my groove,
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| Whoo, it freaks me out, ive got to scream, ive got to shout,
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| Whoo, you freak me out, like halloween i have no doubt, |