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You're a stupid twit (bitch)
And you don't know shit
And your Philadelphia debutants are into it
I know, you've got a ways to grow
You're a high class snob
With a cushy(fancy) job
And you're looking down on an ordinary slob
Oh I know how the garden grows
Whoa society hill
Looking down gives you a thrill
Whoa society hill
But you're still
Stuck in philadelphia
You do a wardrobe change
And you're quite deranged
When you walk in a room
You think everyone should know your name
You're insane
You're a stupid bore
And you dress like a whore
And you always got tons of money to spend
With your phoney friends
It never ends
Whoa society hill
Looking down gives you a thrill
Whoa up on society hill
But you're still
Stuck in Philadelphia
One would think with all your sophistication
You'd be able to get outta Philadelphia
One would think with your fancy education
You'd be able to get outta Philadelphia
(Ah, ah's)
One would think with all your sophistication
You'd get out, get outta Philadelphia
One would think you could get on some transportation
You'd be able break free from Philadelphia
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