Lyrics
[Wind-Up Intro]
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[Sparse Beat]
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[Instrumental Build]
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[Verse 1]
See my wife, getting ready, looking fresh,
I haven't even showered yet.
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Wrinkles on my jeans,
Don't know where the iron's at.
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Got five of the same shirt,
Get a stain don't even sweat.
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Little chit-chat I can handle that,
But when it comes to looks that's where my sense lacks.
[Break]
[Hook]
I wish I were as trendy as my placemats.
[Drop]
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[Long Instrumental]
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[Segue]
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[Verse 2]
Walking fast, working hard, never late,
First impression not great.
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Got a lot of positives,
Fashion's where I hesitate.
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Never owned a suit and tie,
Dreadful on a dinner date.
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Heading out of town with nothing to pack,
And passing by my table makes me know for a fact.
[Break]
[Hook]
I wish I were as trendy as my placemats.
[Drop]
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[Instrumental]
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[Bridge]
Herringbone that's French to me.
Solid tee that's more my speed.
[Long Instrumental]
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[Segue]
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[Verse 3]
Here I go, wish me luck, shopping spree,
Time to find the real me.
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Sifting through the full-price racks,
Looking at some luxury.
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Get into the changing room,
Don't believe what I see.
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Strutting out and I see all their eyes bat,
Then I take a glance behind me where my old clothes sat.
[Break]
[Hook]
I look as trendy as my placemats.
[Drop]
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[Outro]
So trendy.
[Instrumental]
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[End]
[Spoken Hook]
I wish I were as trendy as my placemats.
[Drop]
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[Long Instrumental]
(...)
[Segue]
(...)
[Verse 2]
Walking fast, working hard, never late,
First impression not great.
(...)
Got a lot of positives,
Fashion's where I hesitate.
(...)
Never owned a suit and tie,
Dreadful on a dinner date.
(...)
Heading out of town with nothing to pack,
And passing by my table makes me know for a fact.
[Spoken Hook]
I wish I were as trendy as my placemats.
[Drop]
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[Instrumental]
(...)
[Bridge]
Herringbone that's French to me.
Solid tee that's more my speed.
[Long Solo]
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[Segue]
(...)
[Verse 3]
Here I go, wish me luck, shopping spree,
Time to find the real me.
(...)
Sifting through the full-price racks,
Looking at some luxury.
(...)
Get into the changing room,
Don't believe what I see.
(...)
Strutting out and I see all their eyes bat,
Then I take a glance behind me where my old clothes sat.
[Spoken Hook]
I look as trendy as my placemats.
[Drop]
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[Spoken Outro]
So trendy.
[Instrumental]
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[End]
[Spoken Outro]
So trendy.
[Instrumental]
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[End]
[Spoken Outro]
So trendy.
[End]
