| You look into the mirror
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| and you see yourself.
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| Your hair will be a mess
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| unless it gets some help.
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| Just see your tan,
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| you‘ve never looked so good.
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| With muscles now,
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| since you‘ve been working out.
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| Working with authorities
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| is what you‘re for
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| and you know people
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| that are working at the door.
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| That‘s the glamorous life
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| and just the price
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| for throwing a dice
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| like the perfect boys.
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| And everyone knows
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| they‘re not one to play with.
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| Self white smiles
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| and laughter to go with.
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| In a tight shirt, a fancy car
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| with expensive clothes.
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| Yeah they are
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| the perfect boys.
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| While you raise your hands
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| through open lands.
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| Freedom is yours
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| and when it rains it pours.
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| Not struck by any shackles,
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| you‘ve got it all figured out.
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| You see people going in circles,
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| ones that you‘ve broken out.
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| Having the times
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| of their lives I‘m sure.
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| Use phrases all the time
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| cause they are insecure.
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| All your time goes to
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| looking good and feel bad.
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| With women now,
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| since you‘ve been treating them bad.
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| You‘ve gotta inject yourself
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| to be as strong as he. |
| The girls will love it,
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| man just wait and see
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| and it‘s all right
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| cause everybody knows
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| that they are, they are,
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| they are the perfect boys.
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| Dancing in the snow
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| with a coked up nose.
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| Beating people
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| that are stepping on your toes
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| but it‘s all right
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| cause everybody knows
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| that they are, they are,
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| they are the perfect boys.
|
| While you raise your hands
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| through open lands.
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| Freedom is yours
|
| and when it rains it pours.
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| Not struck by any shackles,
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| you‘ve got it all figured out.
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| You see people going in circles,
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| ones that you‘ve broken out. |