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I went to school today, the teacher threw me out
Said what I was wearing was bound to make him shout
I said get outta my face, dont tell me how to look
Go back to your algebra and youre basic algebra book
Listen man
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Dont tell me, dont tell me, dont tell me what to wear
Dont tell me, dont tell me, dont tell me to cut my hair
Dont tell me, dont tell me, dont tell me what to wear, you square
I went to my cousins wedding with my black leather jacket on
Well, the groom tried to tell me how I was dressed wrong
I say dont tell me how to look, think, or act
I wont even listen to you, I think youre a drag, such a drag
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I went to a chic French restaurant, I wasnt wearin no tie
The maitred had the audacity to say: Boy, you must be high
I say: Youre drinks look funny, costs too much money
And theres snails in your food
You dont like the looks of me; I dont like the looks of you
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