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You said it was a boy that bears your nameBut eighteen's a manI know everything they knowYes i'll bear your nameYes i'll wear that crownHeavy lies that thing, I know(I will dance by myself atop my early grave, so come on mother fuckers)Here in the sun, there's only fifteen minutes of fun(hope we tan and hope we can burn up)And I will stare at the eclipse just to believe it. So what?(hope we tan and hope we can burn up)If it wasn't for the boy that bears your nameWell you'd be the manIt's a damn good thing you knowThat there's no shame in stepping downAs long as this boy steals the showThey said you're nobody until someone kills youThat's what B.I.G. Said so I do tooYa, I gotta copyrightOh ya, I'm writing all the books(I'm the record book)Copyright, I gotta copyright(all the record books)And tonight I'm signing all your books(sign the record, I'm the record books)And we, ya we can, all burn up Aus Songtexte Mania