| Look at her hair, look at her make up running
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| I guess somebody had a good time last night
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| Aren’t those still the same clothes, wonder if her boyfriend knows
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| I guess she had it coming
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| Look at him with his Gucci shoes, stepping on losers
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| Just to get a little more
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| I bet he’s over paid
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| I bet he gets ladies then kicks 'em out the back door
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| It’s easy to point the finger in the other direction
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| It’s easy, staring through the window, from the outside in oh
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| Mamma told me I should play nice, karma’s a bitch
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| So you’re gonna pay a high price
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| Easy, when it’s not me, when it’s not me, when it’s not me
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| He’s sitting at the bar, throws another whiskey on the tab
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| He must have a problem, he should try a little harder
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| She’s too young to have a baby, bet she’s really lazy
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| And, she’s gonna be a bad mother
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| How could they ever be like that
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| I know that I could never do that
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| They’re so stupid, and I’m so smart
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| Life’s simple from afar
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| Now I can hear them talking
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| They’re saying what they think they see
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| When you’re looking from the inside out
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| Well it’s a different story
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| Cause it’s easy to point the finger in the other direction
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| Easy… |