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Pants, lie on the floor
My girlfriend, she walks through the door
I'm not a good listener
My ears close at the sound of the door
Swingin' shut

Why don't you put your new shirt on?
We'll go out, and drive around and around
I'm a beast for hire
I don't feel smart
No, I don't feel smart anymore
I'm a beast
In a middle school choir
I don't sing straight
No, I don't even try anymore

La la laaaa, la la la la la
La la laaaa, lalalaaaa la la laaaa!
Pants, lie on the floor   My girlfriend, she walks through the door   I'm not a good listener   My ears close at the sound of the door   Swingin' shut      Why don't you put your new shirt on?   We'll go out, and drive around and around   I'm a beast for hire   I don't feel smart   No, I don't feel smart anymore   I'm a beast   In a middle school choir   I don't sing straight   No, I don't even try anymore      La la laaaa, la la la la la   La la laaaa, lalalaaaa la la laaaa!