Please, leave all overcoats,
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Canes and top hats with the doorman.
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And from that moment,
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You'll be out of place and underdressed.
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I'm wrecking this evening already,
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And loving every minute of it.
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Ruining this banquet,
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For the mildly inspiring and...
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Please, leave all overcoats,
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Canes and top hats with the doorman.
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And from that moment,
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You'll be out of place and underdressed.
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I'm wrecking this evening already,
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And loving every minute of it.
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Ruining this banquet,
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For the mildly inspiring and...
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When you're in black slacks,
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With accentuating, off-white, pinstripes, Oh-whoa-oh.
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Everything goes according to plan.
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I'm the new cancer,
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Never looked better,
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You can't stand it.
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Because you say so under your breath.
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You're reading lips,
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"When did he get all confident?"
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Haven't you heard that
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I'm the new cancer
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Never looked better and you can't stand it.
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Next is a trip to the, the ladies room in vain.
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And I bet you just can't keep up with these fashionistas.
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Tonight (tonight) you are (you are) the whispering campaign.
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I bet to them, your name is "Cheap",
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I bet to them, you look like shit.
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Talk to the mirror, Oh, choke back tears.
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And keep telling yourself that
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"I'm a diva!"
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Oh and the smokes in that cigarette box on the table,
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They just so happen to be laced with nitroglycerin.
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I'm the new cancer,
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Never looked better,
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You can't stand it.
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Because you say so under your breath.
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You're reading lips,
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"When did he get all confident?"
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Haven't you heard that
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I'm the new cancer
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Never looked better and you can't stand it. (X3)
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And I know, and I know, It just doesn't feel like a night out,
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With no one sizing you up.
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I've never been so surreptitious,
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So of course you'll be distracted when I spike the punch. (X3)
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There's A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey, You Just Haven't Thought Of It Yet
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| Panic! at the disco |
