You think it's wrong
To sing along
'Cause you don't like the sound of your voice
And you don't just want to make noise
And you know that
You'll make some mistakes
You think it's wrong
To sing along
'Cause you don't even know all the words
And you're so out-of-tune that it hurts
And you know that
You're probably tone-deaf
But being tone-deaf is okay
You were probably born that way
It's called amusia
And there's nothing you can do
So just accept it, it's a part of you
Ooh ooh, yeah yeah
You think it's wrong
To sing along
'Cause you don't like all the attention
And you don't even want to mention
That you know that
Singing is for dorks
But being a dork is okay
You were probably born that way
And there's nothing you can do
So just accept it, it's a part of you
Ooh ooh, yeah yeah
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To sing along
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