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You think I don't see you snaring at me
From across your favorite bar
And I know you figured whose who and that you probably
do
You think you are the local rock star
Well I'll continue to play just as long as it takes
'Til i get through my set, I'll try not to play too
loud
So you can talk to all the important people
That you know without shouting
'Cause I tend to play too loud

Think before you speak to me 'cause I might cut you off
Walk out that door so that hot air can cool off
And you'll say who's the bitch
And why'd you talk to me like that
Didn't she recognize my face
Didn't she know how important I am well important I am
Everyone who is cool seems to adore you
You've got more buzz than the bees
Now you're flying higher little baby star
Why don't you get up there
Show us what it is that you do
I hope you can play for all the talking that you do

And famous but for their efforts
So many those are ready
Fighting claw away to the top
We try to stay composed and we try not to mess up
Pretty highlighted hair up
Well fame and wealth they go together
They seem to hold each other hand in hand
And I think that's the one thing
Think that's the one thing
You just don't understand now

Everyone who is cool seems to adore you
You've got more buzz than the bees
Now you're flying higher little baby star
Why don't you get up there
Your brand new shiny brand name guitar
Just with the exception of your hair
You've not impressed me so far

So you can judge us little bees from over there
You think that I wanna hang with you
I can dress like beautiful people too
Tomorrow morning you'll wake up in your bed
And you'll have bad hair and you'll have doggy breath
And tomorrow morning you'll just look like everybody
Everybody else

Everyone who is cool seems to adore you
You've got more buzz than the bees
Now you're flying higher than a little baby star
Why don't you get up there
With your brand new shiny brand name guitar
Just with the exception of your hair
You've not impressed me so far

You think I don't see you snaring at me
From across your favorite bar



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