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Look at this man. He's got it
You can tell just by the way he's walking
Sipping his smoothie in the summertime
He's got a laid back look in his eye
He knows how to accessories
Wears aviator shades cause they fit the shape
(Of his slightly angular face)
A half smile like he's keeping a secret
Never says a thing like he means it
Everyone is happy when he comes to visit
But what they don't know
What they don't know
Is that he's a faker
He's all filler
Kind of like this section
It could be all gibberish
Oh-eh-oh-eh
Catch him on on off day
He skipped his morning protein shake
Looking for a fight to prove he's a "winner"
Get an odd look from a stranger
Pass off as haters being haters
But maybe I'm not quite what I think I am
Is this reality?
Or am I projecting?
If so then who's this girl trying to talk to me?
Is she even there?
Is she even really there?
She says "I like what I see"
But he knows thats not what she means
'Cause he hears what he wants to hear
So, he says
You have me confused with somebody
I know my name is a popular one to have
But I am not this person you think I am
You're looking for a smooth talking blonde young man
And he walks right on passed her
Because he can't believe she's really there
Or he's really there
But she's not going to give up, she's going to go right back up to him and tap him on the shoulder
And he's going to turn around and look at her and say "Listen to me"
You must be confused, I am not worthy
I am not a popular man
No, I am not the person I thought I was
You're looking for a smooth talking blonde young stud
But if you see a broken troubled youth
Then I have got a proposition for you
We should form a supergroup, you and me
Together we could rule the galaxy
I know that sounds a little overzealous
But I've got big plans and no one to share them
