Pick it up, throw it down
Call your friends, run around
Pick it up, throw it down
Call your friends, run around
Pick it up, throw it down
Call your friends, run around
Pick it up, throw it down
Call your friends, run around
Bet you wouldn’t have asked for it
If you knew you had to work for it
Bet you would’ve read the signs better
Betcha would’ve, oh betcha would’ve
Bet you would’ve read the signs better
If you really would’ve known better
Bet you wouldn’t have asked for it
Betcha wouldn’t have, I bet you wouldn’t have
‘Cause I’m just impossible
Always uncomfortable
And highly improbable
But always incomparable
I’m just impossible
Forever uncomfortable
Always improbable
Forever incomparable
Oh, oh
Pick it up, throw it down
Call your friends, run around
Pick it up, throw it down
Call you friends, and come around
Pick it up, throw it down
Call your friends, run around
Pick it up, throw it down
Call you friends, and come around
Come around
Come around
Come around
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