We're finely dressed young gentlemen, with handles attached to
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our coat-tails. But where did you get the idea that you're
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welcome in our wake?
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What makes you think that you're no longer a foe?
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I cannot rightly shake your hand knowing what I know.
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You get a little major magazine attention and everyone's your
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best friend even if you haven't met them. I understand you
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gotta look out for yourself, so I'll raise my glass to that
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and you can go to hell.
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What makes you think that you're no longer a foe?
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I cannot rightly shake your hand knowing what I know.
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So don't get aggravated when I'm not 'hooking you up',
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just remember next time to keep your damn mouth shut.
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I hear good things will come to those who wait,
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so keep your hand on your phone, maybe I will call you someday.
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What makes you think that you're no longer a foe?
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I cannot rightly shake your hand knowing what I know,
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uh-woah-oo-whoa.
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[drum solo]
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WOOOAHHHH
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Adam's Song
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| Fake Problems |
