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Getting Hit On At The Bank lyrics
I was standing in line getting hit on at the bank
What kind of man do you think I am?
Because I have a bad haircut
Because I wear a leather jacket
I can see the traces, oh
You show a bit of empathy
You d be better off as (?)
Using some kind of telepathy
I m a reject of the society
Your career might have maybe with credit history
You re so square, I won t be your pet
I ll find another teller go and give me the slip
I was cutting some tracks getting hit on at the studio
What kind of man do you think I am
Because my shades are cheap plastic
Because my suade shoes are red
I can hear the swish swish, oh
Of the wheels of the edit tape
Sticky situations, oh, that s not one that I ll take
I write pop songs, something called groovy
That does not mean I get fruity
You re the producer, now get on with your work
Understand my proposition (?)
I m mis...under...stood
I m mis...under...stood
I m mis...under...stood
I was taking my time getting sexy at The Briefs show
I don t need no one to hold my hand
Not the girls at the record store
Baby, I m an independent man
Yeah!
Getting hit on at the bank (bank!)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
No thanks
(Don t wanna, don t, don t wanna!)
[4x]
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