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  1. Stacey

From the recording Saturdays

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Lyrics

Hey Stacey, why’d you come around?
You’re giving all those guys you fucked,
A reason to brag about it
So, you’re waiting, for us to talk it out?
But, there’s nothing you could say,
To make me feel any better about it

All I hear is bop, bop. bada,
Bop, bop, bada, da
All I hear is bop, bop. bada,
Bop, bop, bada, da

So Stacey, what’s it really all about?
Did you come to place the blame on me,
For all the things you did?
You know, I wouldn’t doubt it
And I’m left with, the rumors going round,
I guess you’ve been uptown, downtown,
I’m overwhelmed by everything I’ve heard

All I hear is bop, bop. bada,
Bop, bop, bada, da
All I hear is bop, bop. bada,
Bop, bop, bada, da,
Bop, bop. bada,
Bop, bop, bada, ba

You’re facing, this hazing,
I like to see it now, I like to see it, now
& You’re hating, this hazing,
I love to see it not, I love to see that, now

I guess we’ve really grown up