| I’m in the clique, I’m in the clique
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| I’m really slick, I know every trick
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| And I can get a chick, 'cause I’m in the clique
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| Get your greasy hands off the guitar
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| Get your slimy seat off the drums
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| Go and take a chair in the corner
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| And wait until your time comes
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| Maybe you’re a wheel in your hometown
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| Maybe you’re the best on the block
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| But by the time you make it in New York
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| Your axe will be in hock
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| I’m in the clique, I’m in the clique
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| I’m really slick, I know every trick
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| And I can get a chick, 'cause I’m in the clique
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| Gettin' in the door will cost a fin
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| Minimum is another three
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| It takes a year of heavy spending
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| Before they let you in free
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| You may dress like everybody
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| But there the similarity ends
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| You need more than a uniform to be
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| In our little circle of friends
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| I’m in the clique, I’m in the clique
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| I’m really slick, I know every trick
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| And I can get a chick, 'cause I’m in the clique
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| Maybe I could give you advice
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| But what can I say to you?
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| Some people get it together
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| And some people never do
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| Just try and get your foot in the door
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| And maybe, with luck, you may
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| Also be in a position to look
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| Down your nose on somebody someday
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| I’m in the clique, I’m in the clique
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| I’m really slick, I know every trick
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| And I can get a chick, 'cause I’m in the clique
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| Maybe I could give you advice
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| But what can I say to you?
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| Some people get it together
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| And some people never do
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| Just try and get your foot in the door
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| And maybe, with luck, you may
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| Also be in a position to look
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| Down your nose on somebody someday
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| I’m in the clique, I’m in the clique
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| I’m really slick, I know every trick
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| And I can get a chick, 'cause I’m in the clique |