| We hear the jokes you make
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| We hear the nasty word you say
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| I’ll never get it
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| It’s so pathetic
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| Does your tiny brain make you this way
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| Maybe mama didn’t tell you that she loved you enough
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| Now you’re feeling extra small and you want to feel tough
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| Well I’ve got some news for you
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| We don’t give a shit what you do
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| Or at all about you
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| Boys will be girls
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| And girls will be boys
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| And everybody in between
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| We’ll all be who we want to be
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Who we want to be
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| Was there a thought worth exploring
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| When you wok up this morning
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| Cause nobody’s laughing
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| Now your ego’s lacking
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| Must be sad to b so boring
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| Maybe you should take a look in the mirror love
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| 'Cause outfit and outlook are ugly as fuck
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| And I’ve got some news for you
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| Still don’t give a shit what you do
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| Or at all about you
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| Boys will be girls
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| And girls will be boys
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| And everybody in between
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| We’ll all be who we want to be
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| Boys will be girls
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| And girls will be boys
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| And everybody in between
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| We’ll all be who we want to be
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Who we want to be
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| Throw a tantrum
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| Hold a sign
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| As the infantry arrives
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| We’ll take back the city tonight
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| The kids will be alright
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| And your old ways will die
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| In the darkest depths
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| And we’ll stand here in the light
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| Boys will be girls
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| And girls will be boys
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| And everybody in between
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| We’ll all be who we want to be
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| Boys will be girls
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| And girls will be boys
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| And everybody in between
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| We’ll all be who we want to be
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Who we want to be
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Who we want to be |