How come I can pick my ears
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but not my nose
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who made up that rule anyway
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how can you say that's the way it is
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that's just the way it goes
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why don't you decide for yourself
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what you can do
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and what you can say
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how come I can pick my friends
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but not my enemies
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what is it about me that offends
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what is it about me
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'cause you know I'm only five foot two
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and I'm giggly wiggly
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tell me again, what did I do
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why are you scared of me
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I fight with love
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and I laugh with rage
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you've gotta live light enough
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to see the humour
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and long enough to see some change
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I think shy is boring
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I think depressed is too
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I think pretty is nice
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but I'd rather see something new
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all these plastic people
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got their plastic surgery
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but we got a big big beautiful
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we got it for free
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who you gonna be
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if you can't be yourself
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you can't get it from t.v.
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you can't force it on
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anybody else
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you know they come to clear cut
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they come to strip mine
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they come for some of my big butt
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my big brain
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or just a little time
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they wanna take me out to dinner
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think I'm a bitch if I don't go
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seems like the people who actually like me
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won't allow me to say no
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your idea of a conversation
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is the third degree
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but I don't really know you
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and I don't really want to talk about me
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'cause I'm not going to pretend
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that I don't pick my nose
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that's just the way it is, my friends
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that's just the way it goes
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this is who I am
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what I do
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and what I say
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if you like it, let it be
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if you don't, please do the same
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I fight with love
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I laugh with rage
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you gotta live light enough to see the humour
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and long enough to see some change
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Pick Yer Nose
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Ani DiFranco |