| Baby, make me feel like the way that you do
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| You look so pretty, awfully pretty
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| Sitting in your throne size stoop
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| But I’m an ugly kid
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| Ugly enough to not want to exist
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| I’m an ugly kid and you’re that pitch perfect angel
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| Singing your classic smashing hit
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| Now I’m glad I exist
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| Your eyes twinkle like all your tears from last night
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| But if I make you cry again
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| I think that I might just die
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| I’m such a fucking ugly kid
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| Ugly enough to just want to just quit
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| I’m an ugly kid
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| And you’re like a summer sunset in Stockholm
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| I’m like being stuck in fucking Bakersfield
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| And walking home
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| Baby, make me feel like the way that you do
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| You look so pretty, awfully pretty
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| Sitting in your throne size stoop
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| But I’m an ugly kid
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| Ugly enough to not want to exist
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| I’m an ugly kid and you’re that pitch perfect angel
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| Singing your classic smashing hit
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| Now I’m glad I exist
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| Nothing helps make up minds like roses or
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| A lot of time but I’ll just be sitting here
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| Not close to you or somewhere near
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| 'Cause if you get too close to lovely bird it flies away
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| A bird I should of been glad to see
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| Instead of sad it wants to leave
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| Should be happy, even if it’s all without me
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| Baby, make me feel like the way that you do
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| You look so pretty, awfully pretty
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| Sitting in your throne size stoop, stoop, stoop, stoop, stoop
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| (He's an ugly kid, such an ugly kid)
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| Listen to this fucking trumpet, holy shit
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| Stoop, stoop, stoop, stoop, stoop
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| (He's an ugly kid, such an ugly kid)
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| That was a story of the kid
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| Who fuckin', was real chunky growin' up
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| And then he gets older and guess what?
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| He’s a little less chunky! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Uglykid , by - Hobo Johnson. Song from the album The Fall of Hobo Johnson, in the genre Альтернатива