| Straightening your collar
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| 'Cause you know without your father
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| You’re just unemployed
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| Dancing on the weekends
|
| Oh, you know you own those sequins
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| Kissing all the boys
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| But was it you
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| When the sky turned blue
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| When we said
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| We wouldn’t sleep
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| Until our memories rewind
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| You say you are an artist
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| But you know it’s just another
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| Way to fit the mold
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| Twenty different leggings
|
| For that outfit you’re perfecting
|
| When it gets too cold
|
| But where are you
|
| The other one of you
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| The one I met
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| On that day
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| You moved to town from Michigan
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| So why did you listen
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| To the kids at Union Pool?
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| Are they cool?
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| Do they make you think
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| That you’re so unsuitable
|
| So why do you try
|
| To fit this caricature
|
| The one you painted
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| Back in high school
|
| Of that girl you dreamt to be when you left home
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| Nursing that hangover
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| With a cup of coffee
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| You can see me
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| Walking by
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| Turn your head away
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| Cause you had nothing
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| Left to say
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| So you don’t even try
|
| But someday, maybe
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| We’ll just get away
|
| And you will say
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| This was just
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| Another phase in your life
|
| Straightening your collar
|
| 'Cause you know without your father
|
| You’re just unemployed
|
| Dancing on the weekends
|
| Oh, you know you own those sequins
|
| Kissing all the boys
|
| You say you are an artist
|
| But you know it’s just another
|
| Way to fit the mold
|
| Twenty different leggings
|
| For that outfit you’re perfecting
|
| When it gets too cold
|
| So why did you listen
|
| To the kids at Union Pool
|
| Are they cool?
|
| Do they make you think
|
| That you’re so unsuitable
|
| So why do you try
|
| To fit this caricature
|
| The one you painted
|
| Back in high school
|
| Of that girl you dreamt to be when you left home |