Another year, another disappointment.
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What am I to celebrate?
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365 days of fuckin' up, yeah.
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Being just a waste of space.
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Well I like girls who like me too and never make a fuckin' move
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cause the word suave don't mean shit to me.
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Vomit from a heaping bowl of rancid chicken noodle soup
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or just lay down and go to sleep.
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Another day, so what's your fuckin' hurry?
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Why will I get slagged today?
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My spiky hair, my boring clothes,
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the undeniably pathetic fact that me and you are one in the same.
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When my Old Spice deodorant don't last till 3 o clock
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I get all smelly and no one wants to come near.
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But I don't give an ass, because tonight I'll get it right.
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That's right, I'll ask her out. Fuck all my fears.
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Get some bitches, get some hoes. Whoa-oh!
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Smelly
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| The Arrogant Sons Of Bitches |
