| I hope it doesn’t show
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| It’ll go away
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| It’s just a passing phase
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| It’ll go away
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| You can dress nautical
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| Learn to tie knots
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| Take lots of Dramamine
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| Out on your yacht
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| But when you’re all alone
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| And nothing bites
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| You’ll wish you stayed at home
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| With someone nice
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| But when you think you made it disappear
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| It comes again, «Hello, I’m here.»
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| And I’ve got angst in my pants
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| You can be smart as hell
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| Know how to add
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| Know how to figure things
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| On yellow pads
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| Answer so no one knows
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| What you just said
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| But when you’re all alone
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| You and your head
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| What’s the computer say, it’s mumbling now
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| It says, «Hey, Joe.» |
| It’s spelled it out
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| And you’ve got angst in your pants
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| You’ve got angst in your pants
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| (But when you think)
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| But when you think you’ve made it disappear
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| You’re sure you made it disappear
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| And you’ve still got angst in your pants
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| I hope it doesn’t show
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| It’ll go 'way
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| It’s just a passing phase
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| It’ll go 'way
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| I hope it doesn’t show
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| It’ll go 'way
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| Give it a hundred years
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| It won’t go 'way
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| And I’ve got angst in my pants
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| I’ve got angst in my pants
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| I’ve got angst in my pants
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| I’ve got angst in my pants
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| I’ve got angst in my pants
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| I’ve got angst in my pants
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| I’ve got angst in my pants
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| I’ve got angst in my pants |