| I’ve got your photograph fifty times on my wall
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| I’ve got your autographed underpants in my drawer
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| I’m always singing to your cd on my stereo
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| You see me smiling back i’m always in the front row
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| The day has come and my heart’s in a rollercoaster
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| A hot new album and it’s got a free promo poster
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| I’m freaking out and i just can’t hide it
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| I’ve lost my brain and i’m so excited
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| I rush home to listen to your new sounds
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| I put it on and shit is all that i heard
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| You’re nothing like you were before
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| Now i can’t believe that you went and changed
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| Oh no
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| I like your old stuff better than your new stuff (x4)
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| I thought they understood now i feel so alone
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| Straight away and i’m talking on the telephone
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| I call my friends but i don’t know what to say
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| Regurgitator’s new record sounds so passe
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| It’s like a cross between cold chisel and the prodigy
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| They’re fucked now and they’re sure not what they used to be
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| You’ve lost a fan and i hope you lose more
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| So be prepared for a great big fall
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| It’s gonna take no time at all for me oh
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| To get your songs up and out of my head
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| The music sucks and the words mean nothing at all
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| So quit this band and never come back again
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| Never come back again
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| I like your old stuff better than your new stuff (x16) |