People Like People

[Intro]
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[Chorus]
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

[Verse 1]
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
Loudest gawking talk to ? ?
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
Lookin’ past people, 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

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[Bridge 1]
And I get a kick from people thinkin’ I’m safe
Does that make me fake or ‘m I eatin’ 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

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
People like people to show them their place
To follow with a huff and a puff and inflate
Treat you like ??, ?? your job
And namedrop Dizzy and Dylan 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
Her bus stop was stuck in a tube, in those shoes?
People like rock stars that do smack
Singers that get trashed
And models that might snap
People like boys with a Kate Moss face, girls with no tits, and kids with no faith
People like people with hats or midriffs
With money or guest lists
People like ? that styles the same way
People like people to be mixed race

[Bridge 2]
And I get a kick when they’re impressed
With my clever-dick views and prospects of success
If held it down and gave away less
Dropped no names, create no interest
Would that be humble or tryin’ to be mysterious
Stop givin’ and draw more for less
Would that be secure or ? demure
Not sure, but maybe they’d like me more

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[Chorus]
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