| Well, I see you standin' there with your
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| finger in the air
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| Everything we do, you wanna leave it up to you
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| Who do you think you are'
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| You think you are a star
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| Tryin' to run the town
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| Always tryin' to put us down
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| Well, you think that you’re right
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| You think you’re out of sight
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| Tell me something mister
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| Why’d you have to make us so uptight'
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| Well you say you’ve been tryin'
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| You know that you’re lyin'
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| I think you need some groovin'
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| Who do you think you’re foolin' now'
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| Well you better start changin'
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| Your life need rearrangin'
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| You better do some talkin' or you better do some walkin' now
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| Yeah, you think that you’re right
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| You think you’re out of sight
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| Tell me something mister
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| Why’d you have to make us so uptight'
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| I know what you’re doin'
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| All that you been doin' wrong
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| I don’t know what you’re feelin'
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| Oh, but you been feelin' long
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| Well, you think that you’re right
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| Tell me something mister why’d you have to make us so uptight' |