Don¡¯t care what you think. You think I care?
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(You humans can¡¯t see why pretty music came to be)
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I see where you stand, I¡¯m standing here
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(So count the fuse flaming with me one, two, three)
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Yeah
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You won¡¯t be stopping me yet
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Yeah
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You won¡¯t be stopping me yet
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Yeah
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Thought I was covered in sweat
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Fast asleep in the bed you wet
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[Chorus x2]
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I¡¯m young
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(You bet I¡¯m in it)
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I¡¯m dumb
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(You bet I¡¯m in it)
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I¡¯m stung
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(You bet I¡¯m in it)
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You bet I¡¯m deep in the thick of it, baby
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Don¡¯t care what you think. You think I care.
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(I¡¯ll call you Richard, if you will you bag of swill)
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Define your spine you¡¯re standing in line
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(Death is a crutch for me and mine)
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We¡¯re singing
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Yeah
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You think you know me so well
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Yeah
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You think I¡¯d purchase what you sell
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Yeah
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pickled in your private hell
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I will scream and I will yell
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[Chorus x2]
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I¡¯m young
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(You bet I¡¯m in it)
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I¡¯m dumb
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(You bet I¡¯m in it)
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I¡¯m stung
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(You bet I¡¯m in it)
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You bet I¡¯m deep in the thick of it, baby
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When I was ten years young, my douche best friend
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Decided that I was just not cool enough for him
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My awkward frame and buck-tooth grin
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Were no accouterments for one with a new skin
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Well, late last week I saw that man
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He was far too high to grasp that I shook his hand
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I¡¯ve got my pride and my rock band
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Singing words that he don¡¯t understand
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Don¡¯t care what you think. You think I care?
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(Don¡¯t care what you think. You think I care?)
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Don¡¯t care what you think. You think I care?
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(Don¡¯t care what you think. You think I care?)
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[Chorus x2]
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I¡¯m young
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(You bet I¡¯m in it)
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I¡¯m dumb
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(You bet I¡¯m in it)
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I¡¯m stung
|
(You bet I¡¯m in it)
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You bet I¡¯m deep in the thick of it, baby
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I¡¯m young
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I¡¯m dumb
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I¡¯m stung
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[x2]
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Young
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Dumb
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Stung
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[x2]
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Young, Dumb And Stung
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| Say Anything |
