| You been around the world
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| You think the world is yours,
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| All right, you been up all night,
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| So why can’t you get it right?
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| No chance
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| No dance for you
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| No teenage romance
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| Out of the mix, out of the mix.
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| Ain’t no way out, your momma was right,
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| Shut your mouth, shut your mouth.
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| You weren’t home last night,
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| You don’t come home no more.
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| Gotta be fair, your don’t say where
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| You don’t know, nobody cares.
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| No chance, no dance for you, no teenage romance,
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| None of your ticks, none of your tricks.
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| Can you tell me the truth, can it get much worse?
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| Don’t tell me no lies, 'cos I can read your eyes.
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| You’re everything that we despise,
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| No chance, no dance for you, no teenage romance
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| Better be quick
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| Better be quick |