| Lookin at himself but wishin he was someone else
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| because the posters on the wall that don’t look like him at all.
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| So he ties it up he tucks it in he pulls it back he gives a grin,
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| laughin at himself because he knows he aint loved at all.
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| He gets his courage from the can, it makes him feel like a man
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| because he’s lovin all the ladies but the ladies don’t love him at all.
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| When he’s not drunk he’s only stuck on himself,
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| and then he has the nerve to say he needs a descent girl.
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| Lookin at herself but wishing she was someone else
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| because the body of the doll that don’t look like hers at all.
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| So she drops it on she sucks it in she throws it up and gives a grin,
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| laughin at herself because she knows she aint that at all.
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| All caught up in the trends well the truth began to bend
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| and the next thing you know man there just aint no truth left at all.
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| Cause when the pretty girl walks, she walks so proud,
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| and when the pretty girl laughs, oh man, she laughs so loud.
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| And if it aint this then its that as a matter of fact.
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| She hasn’t had a day to relax,
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| since she’s lost her ability to think… clearly.
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| Well I’m an energetic, apathetic version of another person.
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| Check out my outside there aint nothing in here.
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| Well I’m a superficial, systematic, music television addict.
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| Check out my outsides there aint nothing in here-comes another one,
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| just like the other lookin at himself but wishin he was someone else because
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| the posters on the wall that don’t look like him,
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| ties it up and tucks it in and pulls it back and gives a grin.
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| Laughing at himself because he knows he aint loved at all.
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| Knows he aint loved at all |