Lyrics Squares - That Handsome Devil

Squares

Jeans were baggy, saggin' braggin' about some silly stuff we had
And no one listens in the kitchen fixin' up their hair
All the funny folks you bring around me, girl
But I never see you laugh
Sorry dear, you’re far behind
At where it is you draw your line
Don’t bring your circle 'round here
They’re all a bunch of squares
They’re all a bunch of squa-a-ares
Stupid bastards blasted tellin' me what’s cool
Indie record label, check it, retro record player makin' more
You think you’re hangin' with the winners, girl
'Cause you never see 'em lose
I’m sorry dear, you’re way behind
On where you choose to make your line
Don’t bring your circle 'round here
They’re all a bunch of squares
They’re all a bunch of squares
All the little bimbos tip-toe to the middle of the room
Ain’t going ga-ga for no product, Mama, nada, nothing new
Well, I said I’d see you later
So lets not make that soon
Sorry dear, you’re far behind
At where it is you draw your line
Don’t bring that circle around here
They’re all a bunch of squares
(If you want to swing — call him, right now he’s got to split. Take a trip from
Squaresville.
Live a little and see what its like for yourself.)
Sorry dear, you’re far behind
At where you choose to draw your line
Don’t bring that circle around here
They’re all a bunch of squares
(Get with it man and get with the countdown. Shake this square world and blast
off for Kicksville.)