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Oh, cause I'm too messy, and then I'm just too damn clean You told me get a job, and you asked where the hell I've been And I'm too perfect, till I open my big mouth I want to be mean, is that not allowed? And I'm too clever, and then I'm too stupid dumb You hate it when I cry, and that's just that time of good month And I'm too perfect to show you that I'm not a thousand people I could be for you But you hate the whole lot You hate the whole lot You hate the whole lot