| I’m not saddened to describe: you never mattered to me much
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| You were the beautiful ones on the schoolyard
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| Who were quick with a punch
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| Who were fast to point a flincher out for ridicule and derision
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| Who could operate athletic equipment with all precision
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| Who held no superstition about doing unto others
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| Therefore I just avoided you. |
| Jackets in school colors
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| Weren’t difficult to spot you in. Don’t associate — solved
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| In fact, in retrospect, you barely bothered me at all
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| So I bear you no ill will, our eternal rivalry notwithstanding
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| You were always the IBM; |
| I was always the Tandy
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| Any nerd who couldn’t accept the social order was a cur
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| Other nerds would ostracize him. |
| Yet all agreed: we knew for sure
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| That US > YOU, despite appearance
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| Look at now: demand for nerds. |
| Old jocks: stock on clearance
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| Scratch potbellies and weep about the elbow and the wife
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| I guess I am a little saddened to describe you
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| But I’m going to be all right
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| It’s cool
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| I’m not going blame you for saddening me |