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Never gave thought to fashion till
Someone said I looked like you
Never gave thought to passion till
Someone said I screw like you
Baby I was never cool enough
To get a job at a record store
But if I had I wouldn't want you anymore
Never gave thought to rash'in till
Someone said I had a rash like you
Never gave thought to mashin' till
Someone said I mashed like you
Baby I was never cool enough
To get a job at a record store
But if I had I wouldn't want you
Wouldn't want you...
See d*ck
See Jane
See how they both complain
See how they go round and round again
Over nothin at all
Me d*ck
You Jane
See how we all complain
See we get all wrapped up
Over nothin at all
Here's the suckerpunch
Never gave thought to crashing till
Someone said I crashed a lot like you
Never gave thought to passion till
Someone said I screw like you
Baby I was never cool enough
To get a job at a record store
But if I had I wouldn't want you
Wouldn't want you...
See d*ck
See Jane
See how they both complain
See how they go round and round
Over nothin at all
You d*ck
Me Jane
See how we both complain
See we get all rapped up
Over nothin at all
Here's the suckerpunch