I want it to be said, so you¡¯d understand
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You¡¯re no longer the geek I once loved
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Not like back in the days, when your ampits weren¡¯t shaved,
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We were dweeds but who cared...
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Your freaky mustache¡¯s gone and your nose got fixed,
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Who could tell that your family are heebs
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An artificial tan, hides your freckles quite well,
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You¡¯re the cheerleader¡¯s pride...
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Now you walk away and I wonder why,
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Why you walk away...
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I can¡¯t believe that we were friends for so long...
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Now you¡¯re embarrassed just to see me pass by...
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You even made it in the parking lot scene...
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A backseat queen... you are ... Oh, gimme a second chance...
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Cause the summer¡¯s gone and I¡¯m stuck behind, 'cause to College they all went...
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Flunked my S.A.T¡¯s ain¡¯t got no degrees,
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Now I¡¯m stuck living here with my mom,
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It won¡¯t take long now, before I¡¯ll have my own T-bird,
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And I will too,
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Be considered cool!
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Now I walk away, and you wonder why,
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Why I walk away...
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Walk-A-Way
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| Janez Detd |
