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Lyrics: We Are Scientists. With Love and Squalor. Lousy Reputation.

Why do I keep finding myself so surprised?
The qualities you openly have advertised
A bigger man might not feel quite so compromised
But I've never been that sane and I won't start tonight

It's burning me up, I've heard it enough
I won't let your lousy reputation throw me off
I've heard it enough
I won't let your lousy reputation throw me

I've heard some things, I guess, it's better not to know
It's pretty bad as far as first impressions go
A bigger man could probably get past it all
Oh, the problem here is that I just won't grow up so what?

It's burning me up, I've heard it enough
I won't let your lousy reputation throw me off
I've heard it enough
I won't let your lousy reputation throw me off, off, off

It's burning me up, I've heard it enough
I won't let your lousy reputation throw me off
I've heard it enough
I won't let your lousy reputation throw me off

I've heard it enough
I won't let your lousy reputation throw me off
I've heard it enough
I won't let your lousy reputation throw me off