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06 January 2006
Just who do you think you are?→[More:]Comin all up in here, flashin yer fancy shit, expecting all of us to sit there and take it like a chump.
Who do you think you are, to think you're of a higher class?
Who do you think you are, to expect us to kiss your ass?
We're gonna be taking a chance - taking the chance
To get you darting a glance - darting a glance
At us starting to prance - starting the dance
...of the oddballs
"I'm a thousand different people,
Every single one is real.
I've a thousand different feelings,
OK but at least I feel!
I feel rotten but covered with roses,
Younger than springtime but older than Moses,
Frisky as a lamb, lazy as a clam,
Crazy, but alive! That's the thing! Alive!"
Dear Mr. Vernon: We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it is we did wrong, but we think you're crazy for making us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us: in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain, and an athlete, and a basket case, a princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question? Sincerely yours, The Breakfast Club.
Listen, Buster, you might think I'm just wise-cracking dame, but I got the goods, see. I've got a secret so smoking hot that men have killed for it and considered themselves lucky. You know what you to do. I'm a tough cookie and I don't crumble easily, but I have a heart so big and soft it could be entered in the Macy's Christmas parade.