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Never gave thought to fashion till Someone said I looked like you Never gave thought to passion till Someone said I screw like you Baby I was never cool enough To get a job at a record store But if I had I wouldn't want you anymore Never gave thought to rash'in till Someone said I had a rash like you Never gave thought to mashin' till Someone said I mashed like you Baby I was never cool enough To get a job at a record store But if I had I wouldn't want you Wouldn't want you... See Dick See Jane See how they both complain See how they go round and round again Over nothin at all Me Dick You Jane See how we all complain SongtexteSee we get all wrapped up Over nothin at all Here's the suckerpunch Never gave thought to crashing till Someone said I crashed a lot like you Never gave thought to passion till Someone said I screw like you Baby I was never cool enough To get a job at a record store But if I had I wouldn't want you Wouldn't want you... See Dick See Jane See how they both complain See how they go round and round Over nothin at all You Dick Me Jane See how we both complain See we get all rapped up Over nothin at all Here's the suckerpunch Aus Songtexte Mania