Showdown
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Oscar Myer weiner,
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Nasty fascist schemer.
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Another verbal offense,
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Another misdemeanor.
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Teasing in the playground the centre of attention,
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Throwing punches gather 'round it's after school detention.
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Sit up straight and pay attention.
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Sitting in the classroom waiting for the bell,
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Will there be another fight who can really tell yeah.
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Throw paper planes drive teacher insane.
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Running for the school bus and look who's already there,
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There's not a teacher in sight and everyone's all there yeah.
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I will not run and I will not hide,
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This is a matter of my pride.
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So I raise my fist and throw a punch yeah,
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Connecting with a bonejarring crunch.
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Sticks and stones will break my bones,
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But your names will never hurt me.
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[Repeat x2]
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The Showdown
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One Dollar Short |