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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 food
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 hate in your life
And his eyes 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 hate in your life
And his eyes they look kinda like mine,
I don't know, it's just nice
I don't know, it's just nice
(Yeah the last guy that you kiss tonight,)
I don't know, it's just nice
(Is the first one you hate in your life)
I don't know, it's just nice
(And his eyes they look kinda like mine,)
I don't know, it's just nice
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
(I don't know, it's just nice)
One, two, three
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,
(Pay attention, to my details)
Is the first one you hate in your life
(Or my details, will not matter)
And his eyes they look kinda like mine,
(Pay attention, to my details)
I don't know, it's just nice
(Or my details, will not matter)
And the last guy that you kiss tonight,
Is the first one you hate in your life
And his eyes they look kinda like mine,
I don't know, it's just nice
I don't know, it's just nice
I don't know, it's just nice
I don't know, it's just nice
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I don't know
One, two, three