| I used to wonder why
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| When I was walking by
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| They talked about me
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| What could it be
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| They tried to break me
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| Never could make me
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| Out in the streets
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| Taking all the heat
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| Dancing in the sheets, oh yeah
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| All those streaks in my hair
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| People point at me and stare
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| If they ask me I’ll say, «yeah!»
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| I’m a freak
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| And I love the clothes I wear
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| Where their life goes I don’t care
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| It’s my price I’m proud to pay
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| I’m a freak
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| The called me crazy
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| It doesn’t faze me
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| I’m doing fine, they’re doing time
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| They tried to break me
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| Never could make me
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| Live like a fire
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| Dancing with desire
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| Walking on the wire, oh yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| I’m a freak and love what I see
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| I’m a freak and I love being me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| I pledge allegiance… to the state of… independence
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| I got streaks in my hair
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| People point at me and stare
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| If they ask me I’ll say, yeah!
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| I’m a freak
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| And I love the clothes I wear
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| Where their life goes I don’t care
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| It’s my price I’m proud to pay
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| I’m a freak
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| I’m the freak and I love what I see
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| I’m the freak and I love being me
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| I’m a freak and that’s all I can be
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| I’m a freak, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |