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Mickie: If I was like him I'd know all the right words,
Eddie: If I was like him I'd know some real birds,
apart from those in my dreams and in magazines.
Mickie: Just look at his hair.
Eddie: his hair's dark and wavy, mine's just isn't fair
Mickie: Mine's the colour of gravy
Both: Each part of his face's in just the right place. Is he laughing at me.
Eddie: At my nose did he notice
Mickie: That I should wear a brace
Eddie: That I got hallitosis
Both: When nature picked on me, she chose to stick on me.
Eddie: Eyes that don't match
Mickie: Ears that stand out
Both: She picked the wrong batch when she handed mine out. Then she attacked me with permanant acne.
Eddie: I wish I was a bit like, wish I could score a hit like and be just a little bit like that guy.
Both: That guy
Mickie: I wish, that I could be like, just a little less like me. Like the kind of guy I see like...
Both: That guy... That guy