Copping the sound, the sound cops me
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I've got nothing to lose
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My hair's in the breeze
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I don't hate you, just your jealousy
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So if you're ready to procrastinate
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I'll be your friend, you'll eat me up
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We boast the widest range in town
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I'll be your friend, you'll show me how
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Alarm clock is off, I'm trying to sleep
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Smelling of Bondi beach
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And the street, filthy as it may be
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Is still my street, so don't challenge me
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Some things don't change, for instance me
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I'll sail your third defeat today
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In every way, you'll lose again
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But I don't care, I don't care
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The wind's in my hair, the hair's in my breeze
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I'm waiting to sneeze, I'm waiting to sneeze
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The hair's in my breeze
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Well I don't care, I don't care
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The wind's in my hair, the hair's in my breeze
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I'm waiting to sneeze, I'm trying to sneeze
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The hair's in my breeze
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Trying To Sneeze
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| Ben Lee |
