Brawling scratches mean a bad hair day Go on and press your face all up against the glass Watch and wonder as the pretty things spin and burn Swing and
You are a loser just like I was You are a loser like the rest of your friends You're a loser in the worst way I think you're losing just to make up Yeah
I am dreaming of a Michigan girlfriend All bright-eyed and happy in pain I am dreaming of a Michigan girl See her come around Fall down, break and scatter
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