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The Hives

I used to be the kid who always got caught.
I used to be the one who never let thought.
Interact one bit with.

Intellectual shit, diversity and wit.
You used to be the kid who waited in line.
For an opportunity to waste away time.
Trying to be so cool out no suspicion no clue.
You've been.

Outsmarted, I'm selling you for scrap.
Now I'm the kid who put the shit back in place
and I'm the one who threw it back in your face.
It took a little bit of intellectual shit, diversity and wit.
Now you're the kid who put the "L" back in lame
and you're the one who always fitted the frame.
No suspicion, no clue.

You've been.
Outsmarted, I'm selling you for scrap.
You're outsmarted, yeah!
That's what I said, yeah!
Only throwing back what you've been putting in my face.
Outsmarted.

Written by FITZSIMMONS, RANDY
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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