R.J. Johnson/B. Lee Copping the sound, the sound cops me I`ve got nothing to lose My hair`s in the breeze I don`t hate you, just your jealousy So if you`re ready to procrastinate I`ll be your friend, you`ll eat me up We boast the widest range in town I`ll be your friend, you`ll show me how Alarm clock is off, I`m trying to sleep Smelling of Bondi beach And the street, filthy as it may be Is still my street, so don`t challenge me Some things don`t change, for instance me I`ll sail your third defeat today In every way, you`ll lose again But I don`t care, I don`t care The wind`s in my hair, the hair`s in my breeze I`m waiting to sneeze, I`m waiting to sneeze The hair`s in my breeze Well I don`t care, I don`t care The wind`s in my hair, the hair`s in my breeze I`m waiting to sneeze, I`m trying to sneeze The hair`s in my breeze
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