| Are you down in yourself sometimes
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| And you should walk with scoling chest
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| Or hasitating the right nowsalines
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| 'cause your 'fraid of failing the test
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| You gotta do your thing
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| life’s too short to pretend to be
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| Someone else when you look in the mirror
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| So don’t go waisting this presious time
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| By pleasing anyone else
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| Are you willing to change you’re style
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| But you’re stuck with social rules
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| Do you fear of the blood on’a
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| trie
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| 'cause you’re wearing thaink blue suede shoes
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| You gotta do you’re thing
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| It might to anything
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| Life’s too short to pretend to be
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| Someone else when you look in the mirror
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| So don’t go waisting this presious time
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| By pleasing anyone else
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| No one knows how to play you’re game
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| And it’s you who setting the score
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| Don’t you think you’ll be happy again
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| without being everyones whore
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| Ohh don’t be waiting
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| Don’t be waiting
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| Don’t be waiting
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| Life’s too short to pretend to be
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| Someone else when you look in the mirror
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| So don’t go waisting this presious time
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| By pleasing anyone else
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| No one knows how to play you’re game
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| And it’s you who setting the score
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| Don’t you think you’ll be happy again
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| without being everyones whore |