| I know you’re pretending to be shy,
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| but I see something naughty in your eyes.
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| There’s no shame in just being who you are,
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| on the dance floor is a perfect place to start.
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| It must be unfurled if you want to show the world
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| Let your freak, let your freak, let your freak flag fly
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| Let your freak, let your freak, let your freak flag fly
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| We’re not here to judge ya',
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| we’re just here to love ya'
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| Let your freak, let your freak, let your freak flag fly
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| I see no reason why you can’t let your freak flag fly… high
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| Run it straight up the pole,
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| gotta show your colors 'fore you get too old.
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| You be Velma, I’m Scoobie Doo,
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| nothing round here is too taboo.
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| Rock the mystery van like a waterbed.
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| Bring Daphne, Shaggy, but don’t tell Fred!
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| Crack it like the liberty bell
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| Smack it with a rebel yell
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| Shake it like a salad toss
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| Stitch it like Betsy Ross |