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Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, cinco, seis. You know it's kind of hard just to get along today. Our subject isn't cool but he fakes it anyway. He may not have a clue and he may not have style. But everything he lacks, well he makes up in denial. So don't debate, a player straight. You know he really doesn't get it anyway. He's gonna play the field, and keep it real. For you no way, for you no way. So if you don't rate, just overcompensate. At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake. The world needs wannabe's. So (hey! hey!) do that brand new thing.