| I’m just with my friends online
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| And there’s things we’d like to change
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| (Oh! Yeah)
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| Next thing you’ll find you’re reading 'bout yourself on a plane, fame,
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| what a shame (Oh!)
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| Well, just keep looking, looking, looking, looking!
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| And love me (Yeah)
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| If that’s what you wanna do, oh (Yeah? No)
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| And love me (Yeah)
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| If that’s what you wanna do, oh (Yeah? No)
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| You’ve been reading 'bout yourself on a plane, fame for a change
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| Caught up in fashion, Karcrashian panache
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| And a bag of bash for passion
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| You got a beautiful face, but got nothing to say (Oh!)
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| «You look famous, let’s be friends
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| And portray we possess something important
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| And do the things we’d like»
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| «We've just come to represent
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| A decline in the standards of what we accept!»
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah? |
| No
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| And love me (Yeah, oh)
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| If that’s what you wanna do, oh (Yeah? No)
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| And love me (Love me, yeah)
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| If that’s what you wanna do, oh (Yeah? No)
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| Oh, so sack off your calendar, give it to the people
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| Be the man that gets them up on their feet
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| Say «Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh»
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| And love me (Yeah)
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| Oh (Yeah? No)
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| And love me (Yeah)
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| If that’s what you wanna do (Oh, yeah) |