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I hate hipsters and glasses with thick rimmed opinions

And drunken old men who still act in their teen years

Wearing flannels and skinny jeans, hitting on the girls next to me

Saying "I remember college, sweetheart, and that place was the shit!"



And I love the way that she walks with her left foot and her right foot

And her hands they look kinda like mine. I don't know, it's just nice

But the last guy that you kiss tonight is the first one you'll hate in your life

And his eyes, they look kinda like mine. I don't know, it's just nice

I don't know



Pay attention to my details or my details will not matter

Pay attention to my details or my details will not matter



And the last guy that you kiss tonight is the first one you'll hate in your life

And his eyes, they look kinda like mine. I don't know, it's just nice

I don't know