| I Got It Made
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| if I could spit in my face
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| Hey baby please can I get your number?
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| Cause losers are look like so much funner
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| She told me, «Can't we just be friends?»
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| She could have mentioned that before
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| she let me in
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| I shave my head, I take a bath
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| My clothes are cool but they still laugh
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| I don’t get luck, I feel so lame Boy,
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| Boy, do I got it made Yea…
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| I bet you probably wished you never met me
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| But I’d gladly kiss your brown eyes if you let me
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| We might as well go and have some fun
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| Because I know that you’re gonna dump me when you’re done
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| I ask you once, I beg you twice
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| I don’t get stone and I don’t have lice
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| You said it ain’t me, «Please understand…»
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| That you like him and you don’t like me
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| I ask you out, it never fails
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| You’re too busy painting your nails
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| I feel so lame, I am so ashamed
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| Boy, do I got it made Yea…
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| It’s hard to sleep at night when you’re lonely
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| It’s hard to get a date, me so homely |