Fire up the batmobile, 'cause I gotta get outta here
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I don't speak the language
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And you gave me no real choice
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You gave me no real choice
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You made me see that my behavior was an opinion
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So fire up the batmobile, 'cause I gotta get outta here
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It's the mouth of the gift horse, I know
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But I gave it my best shot
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I gave it my best shot
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I gave you the performance of a lifetime
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So I hope you all will see
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There just isn't a place here for me
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I look around and feel like somebody must be fucking with me
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I just can't take any of you seriously
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And I can't keep keeping myself company
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Fire up the batmobile, 'cause I gotta get outta here
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Big shoulders block the view
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You can't get your money back
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You can't get your money back
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You can't pretend that isolation is the same as privilege
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So I hope you all will see
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There just isn't a place here for me
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I look around and feel like somebody must be fucking with me
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I just can't take any of you seriously
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And I can't keep keeping myself company
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(Fire Up The) Batmobile
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| Liz Phair |
