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Well, it's 1995, my friend Now we're closing in on the end Another year for you and me Time to recognize what you see What you looking at What you looking at What are you looking at? What are you looking at? It's 1995 all right They say I'm lucky to be alive Yeah, me and everybody else Along with you and everybody else Huh What you looking at What you looking at What the fuck are you looking at? What are you looking at? It's getting ugly From Letras Mania