So the story goes... I've been known to put on shows But they're sort of average Yeah they're sort of average So what keeps you up at night? I've been known to pick a fight But I'm sort of average Yeah I'm sort of average But you say that turns you on So what's with your stupid hair? When did you begin to care about your image? Because I know that you've said it before That you don't care about my band anymore That's no fair to keep pretending Hoping we'll abandon Knowing that I love it but you can't stand it So shake what your mother gave ya And take to a retro beat Because clearly I won't behave but They'll give you what you need You see, I find it all disturbing You're willing to wait in line But truly who's more deserving Of you and your spare time? Well, I'm fine Loser band Secondhand Lucky Strike Just your type! So fake what you want And get what you're after I'll be your pawn Your favorite disaster My lips are sewn and thrifted - your threads know Oh, you're so retro! So shake what your mother gave ya And take to a retro beat Because clearly I won't behave but They'll give you what you need You see, I find it all disturbing You're willing to wait in line But truly who's more deserving Of you and your spare time? Well, I'll be fine! I'll be fine Yeah, I'll be...