| He’s reading sport on the news
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| White man, white teeth in a suit, he’s got that style
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| And then alone in his house
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| He wants to take baby out, «Give us a smile»
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| Boy, if you touch her again
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| I’ll tell your wife and your kids about that time
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| 'Cause this is not '93
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| You lost your spot on the team, you’re out of line
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| Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
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| I’ve worked too hard for this chance
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| To not be biting the hand that feeds the hate
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| So have a chat to your friends
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| 'Cause it’s our words that’ll keep our daughters safe
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| Your personality traits don’t count
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| If you put your dick in someone’s face
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| And no, it’s never too late
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| We sat there silently while you kept your job
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| And your place and your six-figure wage
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| Oh, are you scared of me, old man?
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| Or are you scared of what I’ll do?
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| You grabbed me with an open hand
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| The world is grabbin' back at you
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| Oh, are you scared of me, old man?
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| Or are you scared of what I’ll do?
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| You grabbed me with an open hand
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| The world is grabbin' back at you
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| Oh, are you scared of me, old man?
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| Or are you scared of what I’ll do?
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| You grabbed me with an open hand
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| The world is grabbin' back at you
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| Ha-ha |