You think you know me inside out
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Think you know what I'm all about
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Here comes a slightly rude surprise
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While you were tryin' to control
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'N' trying to grab my soul
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I blinked and saw right through ya
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I'm spellin' out all of my rules
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Keepin' charge of all my tools
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I'm decidin' who gets inside
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When someone cares it's nice to know
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'Til that care turns to runnin' the show
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And then I'll turn on ya
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There is a secret place it's deep inside my pocket
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Never try tellin' me who fits inside my pocket
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I know what I have to find
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And I gotta whole lot of time
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Before I really reach my prize
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Gotta desire to mess around
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It'd be cool just to fool around
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Maybe we'll mess together
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There is a secret place it's deep inside my pocket
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Never try tellin' me who fits inside my pocket
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Deep Inside My Pocket
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Ride |