| Set my alarm, to wake me at eleven
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| The sun was shining in my face when I awoken
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| My mom yelled at me that my friend was here at seven
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| I just rolled over, prayed that I was dreaming
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| I knew I wasn’t when my dog bit me on my nose
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| Crawled out of bed, slipped a felt hat on my head
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| I ran downstairs, saw my friend was standing there
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| Looked in the mirror, saw my hair was everywhere
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| You talk talk, you talk about the future
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| How you think that it’s funny if they’ve got no brain
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| Doesn’t matter if they’ve got no hair
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| Doesn’t matter if they look like yarn Look like yarn look like yarn
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| Oh, Lynette! |
| I thought we had a deal:
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| You cut your hair and I go out with you
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| You didn’t cut your hair! |
| I’m gonna go out with my grandmother
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| She’s dead, Lynette, I’m gonna dig her up and go out with her
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| Go! |
| I’m outta here!
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| Went back upstairs, and looked into my mirror
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| In my reflection, I saw it so much clearer
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| I didn’t know, that I was so ugly
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| If it was dark in Central Park no one would even mug me |