| I don’t like your style
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| Skip away your cheap tricks
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| And wash away your smile
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| When you explain your dresscodes
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| Your politics, your life
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| And when i read your lips
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| Your own is hard to find
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| It’s always the same old movie
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| The same old same old
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| Your taste is recycled
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| You can’t stand away from the crowd
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| I don’t like your music
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| I don’t like your style
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| Skip away your cheap tricks
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| And wash away your smile
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| Don’t bore me with your credit card
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| Your BMW
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| Don’t try to impress me
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| You’re fooling only you
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| It’s always the same old movie
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| The same old same old
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| Your taste is recycled
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| You can’t stand away from the crowd
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| I don’t like your music
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| I don’t like your style
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| Skip away your cheap tricks
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| And wash away your smile
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| Hey, mr. |
| businessman
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| Don’t try to be like me
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| I’ve got my own world
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| So i won’t copy you
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| It’s always the same old movie
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| The same old same old
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| Your taste is recycled
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| You can’t stand away
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| You can’t stand away
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| You can’t stand away from the crowd |