| You’re sitting there,
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| In the bar,
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| With sunglasses on while your indoors,
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| There must be something wrong,
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| Are you crying,
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| And hiding your eyes from the girls around you,
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| More likely,
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| You’re checking out their thighs,
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| Yeah, Just look at you looking at them,
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| I’ll just be here watching you,
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| You’re wearing the shades I bought you,
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| And you think you’re cool,
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| But I think you’ll find,
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| That you’re just a dick,
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| 'Cus you left me behind,
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| But I’m no fool,
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| I can still see your eyes,
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| Through your sunglasses disguise,
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| Oh I’ve been thinking about these things lately,
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| Oh I think your acting shady,
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| Will you look me eyes this one time,
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| All them other girls,
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| They pretend not to see you,
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| But they see ones like you all the time,
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| They see ones like you all the time,
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| And you think you’re cool,
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| But I think you’ll find,
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| That you’re just a dick,
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| 'Cus you left me behind,
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| But I’m no fool,
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| I can still see your eyes,
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| Through your sunglasses disguise,
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| Oh Ohhh,
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| Oh I can still see your eyes,
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| Oh Ohhh,
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| Oh I can still see your eyes. |