WEIRD AL YANKOVIC BORN TO BE MILD LYRICS

Get your program running
Head out to the center
Terminals are waiting
For the data that you'll enter

Everybody says that you're a nerd, but
They should know that you just don't care
Got your hewlett-packard on your belt and
Vaseline in your hair

Like a true mommy's child
You were born, born to be mild
When your batteries die
You're always gonna cry
Born to be mild

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Pencils in your pocket
Patent leather briefcase
Studying your fortran
You got pimples on your face

Gotta do your homework
Forget about the prom dance
They think that you're a big jerk
'cause you wear a pair of flood pants

Every day you wake up
Your oscilloscope is humming
Parties tend to break up
When they find out that you're coming


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