Dumb

Hey there, you there
Yeah, yeah, yeah you there
talk of the town
Don't come near me
I cant stand it

you just get down

And your heads full of one thing
and your mouth's never shut
letting loose, all the juice
about your own good self

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so keep on lookin'
at your face in the mirror
there's never ever gonna be
anyone nearer to you, than you
and kiss yourself
when you wake up in the morning
another night spent with one who
was dearest to you and that's you

Isn't it fun, being so dumb?
is it so fun being so dumb?
I say, oh ok
if you really are so cute
then how come
no-one, ever goes near you
ever touches you, no, no-one

And your heads full of one thing
and your mouth's never shut
letting loose all the juice
about your own good self

(Chorus)