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I hate hipsters in glasses, with thick rimmed opinions And drunken old men, who still act in their teen years Wearing flannels and skinny jeans, hitting on the girls next to me Saying, "I remember college, sweetheart, and that place was the shit" And I love the way that she walks With her left foot and her right foot And her hands they look kinda like mine I don't know, it's just nice But the last guy that you kiss tonight Is the first one you'll hate in your life And his eyes, they look kinda like mine I don't know, it's just nice But the last guy that you kiss tonight Is the first one you hate in your life And his eyes, they look kinda like mine I don't know, it's just nice I don't know, it's just nice (and the last guy that you kiss tonight) I don't know, it's just nice (is the first one you'll hate in your life) I don't know, it's just nice (and his eyes, they look kinda like mine) I don't know, I don't know (I don't know, it's just nice) I don't know (One, two, three, woo) Pay attention to my details, or my details will not matter Pay attention to my details, or my details will not matter And the last guy that you kiss tonight (pay attention to my details) Is the first one you'll hate in your life (or my details will not matter) And his eyes, they look kinda like mine (pay attention to my details) I don't know, it's just nice (or my details will not matter) And the last guy that you kiss tonight Is the first one you hate in your life And his eyes, they look kinda like mine I don't know, it's just nice I don't know, it's just nice I don't know, it's just nice I don't know, it's just nice I don't know, I don't know I don't know I don't know (One, two, three) (Is it nice baby?) (I don't know, it's just nice, just nice, just nice)