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Magnetic

Shane Kimberlin
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WHOA YEAH (Oh yeah) WHOA YEAH (Oh yeah) WHOA YEAH (Oh yeah) WHOA YEAH (Oh yeah) Just got into a fist fight with the pope For giving me the bad eye Had to show him the ropes Just playing poker in Disneyland Havin' a good time I don't care They kick me out the gates, I'll do it again If you wanna be a little bit more magnetic Then you got to get a little bit more energetic If you wanna be a little bit more kinesthetic Then you got to get a little bit Then you got to get a little bit Sixty-five year old guys ride bikes 'Cause they got a record of at least three DUIs Disorderly conduct under auroras Pedal down the highway, wave as they pass by On the other side, listen to the engine of a 21 Honda Ridgeline, muffler missing Monster drink sticker stuck in the back of a tinted truck Windows, peer inside, sitting in the cab Guy named Chad, some alt-right white boy Bumping Tom MacDonald trash while his girl Ashley says "Hey, this song ain't half bad, ya know I'm not that big into rap, I'm more a fan of country" Chad replies, "Yeah, it's funny neither am I" (I wonder what the difference is?) Across town some tourists plan a route On the mountain they'll heli ski down Coats bright, colors from a distance, they look like Skittles when they're walking in big groups if you squint They got a lot of money SO MUCH MONEY WHOA YEAH (Oh yeah) WHOA YEAH (Oh yeah) I'm running a hospital in the back of my car Vaccines made outta highway tar I'm living in a commune with three different wives Made outta straw, they're made outta straw If you wanna be a little bit more magnetic Then you got to be a little bit more energetic If you wanna be a little bit more magnetic Then you got to get a little bit Then you got to get a little bit Then you got to get a little bit Then you got to get a little bit Then you got to get a little bit Then you got to get a little bit Alright, true story, hanging with my girl She thinks I'm the biggest loser of the world And I told her, "hey if you're dating a loser That kind of means you're a loser too," she was mad And to apologize, I looked in her eyes and said Look, I got something for you baby I got an Applebee's gift card With your name on it, baby Your name on it baby I got an Applebee's gift card With your name on it, baby Your name on it baby I got an Applebee's gift card With your name on it, baby Your name on it baby I got an Applebee's GIFT CARD WITH YOUR NAME ON IT BABY YOUR NAME ON IT BABY! WHOA YEAH (Oh yeah) WHOA YEAH (Oh yeah) WHOA YEAH (Oh yeah) WHOA YEAH (Oh yeah Don't mean, don't mean, don't mean to judge Don't mean, don't mean, don't mean to judge Don't mean, don't mean, don't mean to judge Don't mean, don't mean, don't mean to judge I don't mean to judge I don't care that much I don't mean to judge I don't care that much I don't mean to judge I don't care that much I don't mean to judge I don't care that much (Just got into a fist fight with the pope!) In my future I hope to be a YouTube rapper of sorts Try to get my own cohorts and sing and rap really fast With a bunches of lyrics that will go past you so Flippity Skippity Hippity Rap eh oh Lippity Kippity It'll just be so crazy, baby maybe I can even go and feeling Like I'm gravy or something else or like potatoes Or something more