Hey fairweather friend
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You know you're rippin me down again
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And I dont care what you say
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I can tell when we play
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That you don't believe in me
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So this is how it'll end
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Like it was all just a waste of time
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Now I got no where to go
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I think I'll call up my bro
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I do believe he can save my hide
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I've had enough of your alibis
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Hey drummer boy
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Do you remember the beat
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That we played in the street
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In the faded summer time
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Hey keep me hanging on
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Now I got no where to go
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I think I'll call up my bro
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I do believe he can save my hide
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What you think fairweather friend?
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Hey mystery man
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Ain't you the guy with the master plan
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I'll watch you sit on that fence
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Just like your fuckin' parents
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They never did like me anyway
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And no I won't be your ass
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While you go look for some greener grass
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No I can't be the fool
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Who watch you push in your stool
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And stick around just in case you fell
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Go find some other bitch to nail
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Hey drummer boy
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Do you remember the beat
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That we played in the street
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In the faded summer time
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Hey keep me hanging on
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Now I got no where to go
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I think I'll call up my bro
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I do believe he can save my hide
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What you think fairweather friend?
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Drummer Boy
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| Wheatus |
