| What you lack in general knowledge
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| You make up in general nonsense
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| You lied to me about where you went to college
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| We argue, you sit on the fence
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| Cause you lack the strength of conviction
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| To make up in your arguments
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| You lack the grace and the courage
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| To make up with most of your friends
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| They’ll never doubt a word you say
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| Oh you’ll make it early just to see the day
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| They’ll never doubt a thing, no way
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| So you’ll wake up early and you dig your grave
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| Building your reputation
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| Seems like your occupation
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| Your reputation
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| Your biggest preoccupation
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| What you lack in tact and diplomacy
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| Only adds to your appeal
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| You lied to me about all that you’ve accomplished
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| You say you invented the wheel
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| And you’ve got your finger, it’s bandaged
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| So feel it on the pulse of the trend
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| But you lack the strength of conviction
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| To make up with most of your friends
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| They’ll never doubt a word you say
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| Oh you’ll make it early just to see the day
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| They’ll never doubt a thing, no way
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| So you’ll wake up early and you dig your grave
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| Building your reputation
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| Seems like your occupation
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| Your reputation
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| Your biggest preoccupation
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| And I keep you close to my heart if you
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| Just stay away forever
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| Rip the clothes off of my back and send
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| Me into stormy weather
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| They’ll never doubt a word you say
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| Oh you’ll make it early just to see the day
|
| They’ll never doubt a thing, no way
|
| So you’ll wake up early and you dig your grave
|
| Building your reputation
|
| Seems like your occupation
|
| Your reputation
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| Your biggest preoccupation
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| And I keep you close to my heart if you
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| Just stay away forever
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| Rip the clothes off of my back and send
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| Me into stormy weather |