| I saw a bird with a painted face
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| It looked exactly like you want me to look
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| I recognized it from a mile away
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| And I knew just what to do
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| We share it all you say
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| What’s mine is yours
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| When really you’re feeling a little icy to me
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| Admiring all you hide
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| Between the lines, between the lines
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| Why not say just what you mean?
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| Instead you sulk, sit alone in a bar
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| Looking a little like a punchline, buddy
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| I memorized that mask, that repertoire
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| Now I’m so ready I’m so ready I’m so ready I see
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| I see you think I’m nobody
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| While you’re the power user
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| Yeah the power user
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| Aren’t you lucky for your circumstances
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| You’ve got all the answers
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| But you’re dancin' on your own
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| Little boo fuck with the chatter
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| Need to feel like ya matter
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| Out in the house with your hands up
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| Whether or not you feel like a dancer x2
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| Out in the house with your hands up
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| Out in the house with your hands up up x2
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| Little boo fuck with the chatter
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| Need to feel like ya matter
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| Out in the house with your hands up
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| Hands up hands up hands up dancer
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| Baby, don’t lie
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| I see you coming down
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| Tell me
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| Why
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| You can’t let it be a recourse
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| Let it rally you?
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| Instead you sulk, sit alone in a bar
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| Looking a little like a punchline, buddy
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| But I memorized that mask, that repertoire
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| Now I’m so ready I’m so ready I’m so ready I see
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| I see you think I’m nobody
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| While you’re the power user
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| Yeah the power user
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| Aren’t you lucky for your circumstances
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| You’ve got all the answers
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| But you’re dancin' on your own |