| The Poseur’s in town
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| The Poseur’s around
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| Hey, it don’t bother me,
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| But there’s a guy eyein’you
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| He’s watched you all night and he’s looked you all over
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| He got his eye on you
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| But don’t act like you’re surprised
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| Because that smooth-looking guy’s undressing you with his eyes
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| Look at him look you over
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| He thinks he can win you over
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| He’ll flirt for a while, make passes and smile at you
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| But he’ll never come over
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| 'Cause he’s just a poseur
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| Who thinks he’s a Cassonova
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| That dude standing over there
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| He thinks he really looks cool
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| The ladies think he looks smooth
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| But he’s rehearsed every move
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| He stands in front of the mirror all day
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| Now he’s on display and he’s so well routined
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| We’ve all come here to dance but he’s just here to be seen
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| Look at him bossa nova
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| Look at him move and sway
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| But he’s been practicing days to make his hair fall a certain way
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| But he’ll never come over
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| 'Cause he’s just a poseur
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| Who thinks he’s a Casanova
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| Look at him bossa nova, yeah
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| The Poseur’s in town
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| Yeah |