| Well, she’s a loner
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| She’ll never let you on the inside
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| Yeah, he’s a stoner
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| Lost behind red eyes
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| You’re a drunk if you’re leanin' on the back wall
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| You a player if you take her after last call
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| I wonder what you see when you look at me, yeah
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| 'Cause nobody wants to be labelled
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| You can’t judge a record by its cover
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| 'Til you hear it spinnin' on the turntable
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| There’s always more behind the title
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| One man’s enemy’s another man’s brother
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| One man’s ex is another man’s lover
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| We try to peel 'em off like a brand on a bottle
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| 'Cause nobody wants to be labelled (Yeah)
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| Nobody wants to be labelled (Uh)
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| Prom queen’s got a nine-month secret
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| He’s got a boyfriend, but he prays to Jesus
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| It’s gettin' harder to hide, so they hit the light
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| So nobody can see 'em
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| Nobody wants to be labelled
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| You can’t judge a record by its cover
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| 'Til you hear it spinnin' on the turntable
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| There’s always more behind the title
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| One man’s enemy’s another man’s brother
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| One man’s ex is another man’s lover
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| We try to peel 'em off like a brand on a bottle
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| 'Cause nobody wants to be labelled (Yeah)
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| Nobody wants to be labelled
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| Well, you come into the world with a new tattoo
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| Little red, little white, little black, little blue (Yeah)
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| Oh, you come into the world with your own tattoo
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| But nobody wants to be labelled (Yeah)
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| 'Cause nobody wants to be labelled
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| You can’t judge a record by its cover
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| 'Til you hear it spinnin' on the turntable
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| There’s always more behind the title
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| One man’s enemy’s another man’s brother
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| One man’s ex is another man’s lover
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| We try to peel 'em off like a brand on a bottle
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| 'Cause nobody wants to be labelled (Yeah)
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| Nobody wants to be labelled (Alright) |