I'm standing at the corner of the street,
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got a sign that says I need to eat,
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but you just walk on by, no, you can't look me in the eye and,
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I know it's sad but true that I must say,
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I don't want you your just in the way,
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Of things that matter to me, it's not you fault don't be sorry.
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You're busy stuffing burgers down your face,
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Fries and milk shake gone without a trace,
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But you think that you're fine, you're body will give up in time.
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I know that I should really tell you why,
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I don't like you but I know that,
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I don't care 'bout anybody, It's not your fault don't you worry.
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I know that it's sad but true that I must say,
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That, I don't want you your just in the way,
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Ba da da da, ba da da da daa
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Ba da da da, ba da da da daa
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I don't care 'bout anybody, it's not just you don't you worry,
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I don't care 'bout anybody, it's not just you don't you worry, now.
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Whitehouse
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