When I look at your face I see dirt;
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All the sunshine you blow up my a** starts to hurt;
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And I don't really mind if I'm nothin' in your eyes;
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It's no surprise to me;
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There's a rocket I built;
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It's under my kilt;
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It's coming to blow you away.
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I was a jerk;
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I did the work for somebody else's dream;
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I took the chance;
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I lost my pants;
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In somebody else's dream tonight.
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Now you're calling me up to get paid;
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And if you don't get paid then you'll never get laid;
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But I really don't have any money;
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I say goodbye; And you'll have to depend on your size;
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'Cause the thing that I built;
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It's under my kilt;
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It's coming to blow you away.
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I was a jerk;
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I did the work for somebody else's dream;
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I took the chance;
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I lost my pants;
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In somebody else's dream tonight.
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Now I think that I'm going to bed,
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As the image of you and yer crap leaves my head;
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Cause it's t-minus 20 tomorrow, rocket flies;
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And it doesn't depend on the size;
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'Cause the thing that I built;
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It's under my kilt;
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It's coming to blow you away.
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I was a jerk;
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I did the work for somebody else's dream;
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I took the chance;
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I lost my pants;
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In somebody else's dream tonight
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Sunshine
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| Wheatus |
