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Looking at himself but wishing he was someone else
Because the posters on the wall they donīt look like him at all
So he ties it up, he tucks it in, he pulls it back, and gives a grin
Laughing at himself because he knows he ainīt loved at all
He gets his courage from the can,
It makes him feel like a man
Because heīs loving all the ladies
But the ladies donīt love him at all
Cause when heīs not drunk
Heīs only stuck on himself
And then he has the nerve
To say he needs a decent girl
Looking at herself but wishing she was someone else
Because the body of the doll it donīt look like hers at all
So she straps it on, she sucks it in, she throws it up, and gives a grin
Laughing at herself because she knows she ainīt that at all
All caught up in the trends
Well the truth began to bend
And the next thing you know man
There just ainīt no truth left at all
Cause when the pretty girl walks
She walks so proud
And when the pretty girl laughs
Oh man, she laughs so loud
And if it ainīt this then its that
As a matter of fact
She hasnīt had a day to relax
Since she has lost her ability to think clearly
Well Iīm an energetic hypothetic version of another person
Check out my outsides there ainīt nothing in here
Well Iīm a superficial, systematic, music television addict
Check out my outsides there ainīt nothing in
Here comes another one, just like the other one
Looking at himself but wishing he was someone else
Because the posters on the wall they donīt look like a him
And so he ties it up he tucks it in, he pulls it back and gives a grin
Laughing at himself because he knows he ainīt loved at all
He knows he ainīt loved at all
Translate to:
Looking at himself but wishing he was someone else
Because the posters on the wall they donīt look like him at all
So he ties it up, he tucks it in, he pulls it back, and gives a grin
Laughing at himself because he knows he ainīt loved at all
He gets his courage from the can,
It makes him feel like a man
Because heīs loving all the ladies
But the ladies donīt love him at all
Cause when heīs not drunk
Heīs only stuck on himself
And then he has the nerve
To say he needs a decent girl
Looking at herself but wishing she was someone else
Because the body of the doll it donīt look like hers at all
So she straps it on, she sucks it in, she throws it up, and gives a grin
Laughing at herself because she knows she ainīt that at all
All caught up in the trends
Well the truth began to bend
And the next thing you know man
There just ainīt no truth left at all
Cause when the pretty girl walks
She walks so proud
And when the pretty girl laughs
Oh man, she laughs so loud
And if it ainīt this then its that
As a matter of fact
She hasnīt had a day to relax
Since she has lost her ability to think clearly
Well Iīm an energetic hypothetic version of another person
Check out my outsides there ainīt nothing in here
Well Iīm a superficial, systematic, music television addict
Check out my outsides there ainīt nothing in
Here comes another one, just like the other one
Looking at himself but wishing he was someone else
Because the posters on the wall they donīt look like a him
And so he ties it up he tucks it in, he pulls it back and gives a grin
Laughing at himself because he knows he ainīt loved at all
He knows he ainīt loved at all