You're pink, you're young, you're middle class
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They say it doesn't matter
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Fifteen blue shirts and womanly hands
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You're shooting up the ladder
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Your mind is racing like a pro now
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Oh my god, it doesn't mean a lot to you
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One time you were a glowing young ruffian
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Oh my god, it was a million years ago
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Sometimes you get up and bake a cake or something
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Sometimes you stay in bed
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Sometimes you go la di da di da di da da
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Until your eyes roll back into your head
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Your mind is racing like a pro now
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Oh my god, it doesn't mean a lot to you
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One time you were a glowing young ruffian
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Oh my god, it was a million years ago
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You're dumbstruck baby
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You're dumbstruck baby, now you know
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You're dumbstruck baby
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You're dumbstruck baby, now you know
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Your mind is racing like a pro now
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Oh my god, it doesn't mean a lot to you
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One time you were a glowing young ruffian
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Oh my god, it was a million years ago
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You're dumbstruck baby
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You're dumbstruck baby, now you know
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You're dumbstruck baby
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You're dumbstruck baby, now you know
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You're dumbstruck baby
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Racing Like A Pro
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| The National |
