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Go go go go go go go go
People like people that don't give a ****
People like people that don't give a ****
People like people that don't give a ****
Gathered around, tongues hangin' out, lookin' up
They don't give a **** but one thing they love is
People around, tongues out, lookin' up
People like people to be like bras
Go with their clothes and push up their stance
People like people that don't give a ****
People like people that don't give a ****
People like people that don't give a ****
Gathered around, tongues hangin' out, lookin' up
They don't give a **** but one thing they love is
People around, tongues out, lookin' up
People like people to be like bras
Go with their clothes and push up their stance
Go go go go go go go go
People like people that don't talk much
But sometimes put one eyebrow up
Sat back, smoking, potent, not fussed
When they talk, it’s rushed, they're rough, and you're hushed
They be like wildcard performers, too
Loud and squawking talk 'til blue
Still the type that don't listen and don't want to
It's all about ego
It's not about you
People like people that make no effort
Looking past me, won't ask me one question
"What's your profession?"
"What's your name?"
But I'm just the dust on their window frame
Icons, free spirits, and dons
Is supposed to hold this pose, from what I'm told
It's so old
People like people that act like stars
Smile and nod but you're gonna finish last
Go go go go go go go
And I get a kick from people thinking I'm safe
Does that make me fake? Am I eating my cake
If I never gave time of day, no games?
Chip on my shoulder or fish on your face?
Would that be raw or just immature?
Stop being friendly, collect more friends
Would that be raw or insecure?
I'm not sure, but maybe they'd like me more
Go go go go go go go
People like people that don't give a ****
People like people that don't give a ****
People like people that don't give a ****
Gathered around, tongues hangin' out, lookin' up
They don't give a **** but one thing they love is
People around, tongues out, lookin' up
People like people to be like bras
Go with their clothes and push up their stance
People like people that don't give a ****
People like people that don't give a ****
People like people that don't give a ****
Gathered around, tongues hangin' out, lookin' up
They don't give a **** but one thing they love is
People around, tongues out, lookin' up
People like people to be like bras
Go with their clothes and push up their stance
Go go go go go go
People like people to show them their places
To follow with a huff and puff and inflate
Treat you like knobs 'til they hear 'bout your job
And name drop Bob Dylan and Dizzee on MySpace
People like people who've heard the right tunes
Bought the right clothes
And revised the reviews
People like people that you couldn't imagine at a bus stop
Or stuck in a queue in those shoes
People like rockstars that do smack
Singers that get trashed
And models that might snap
People like boys with a Kate Moss face
Girls with no ****
And kids with no faith
People like people repressed with restless with
Hats or midriffs
With money or guestlists
People like different styles the same way
People like people to be mixed race
Go go go go go go
And I get a kick when they're impressed
With my clever **** views and prospects of success
And if I held it down and gave away less
Drop no names, create no interest
Would that be humble or tryin' be mysterious?
(Stop giving and draw more for less)
Would that be secure,
Or baitred demured?
Not sure
But maybe they'll like me more
Go go go go go
Go go go go go
Go go go go
People like people that don't give a ****
People like people that don't give a ****
People like people that don't give a ****
Gathered around, tongues hangin' out, lookin' up
They don't give a **** but one thing they love is
People around, tongues out, lookin' up
The people like people to be like bras
Go with their clothes and push up their stance
People like people that don't give a ****
People like people that don't give a ****
People like people that don't give a ****
Gathered around, tongues hangin'out, lookin' up
They don't give a **** but one thing they love is
People around, tongues out, lookin' up
The people like people to be like bras
Go with their clothes and push up their stance
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