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Well you can find him at a Starbucks writing a scriptHe's got a waxed mustache and suspenders on his hipsHe got them five dollar shoes and a brand new Mac Book20 dollar hair gel, fresh out of the bed lookDJ dive bar, old bike, no carJudge you while you're drinking if it isn't PBRHe tells the girls that he's political, just comes of egotisticalThree watches on his wrist, man, they all digitalSoy milk, soy beans, all soy everythingYou wanna talk indie man, he can tell you anythingPitchfork media, his encyclopediaA careful calculation, definition of BohemiaMembers only jacket, doesn't matter what the weather, Doesn't care how good the movie is the book is always betterCause he don't try, so fly, steal the neighbor's wi-fiThe records never good enough, he only liked the old stuffThere goes that O.G suburban drifter, professional thrifter, Full-time craig's lister He's an all-star hipsterHe don't need no filter posting pictures, Yeah, he's an all-star hipsterWell she's been rocking toms since before it was coolAnd if this scene was academic she'd be running the schoolShe likes that throwback, hardcore, ink above the kneeLetras de cancionesVintage tee from cb'sShe be running this scene like an ellipticalSo fuck your digi-download you know she want that physicalSeven inch wax, b-side rare track And a Brooklyn boy with a crewneck and fanny packToo hardcore, you're too pop-punk, Play some dub-step baby so I can shake my junkAnd everyone's excited about this band that's blowing upAnd all you wanna talk about is how you knew 'em growing upLike 'yeah they used to play in my basement or whatever but they totally sold out' whateverO.G suburban drifter, professional thrifter, Full time craig's listerShe's an all-star hipsterShe don't need no filter posting pictures, Oh yeah, she's an all-star hipsterAll night, go hardMetro gold cardJersey for the weekend, playing bocce in the front yardL-Train to downtownKaraoke throwdownOld school jamsIt's the only way to get downFull house marathonGot his uncle Jesse onAcid washed jeans, tight shirt, he got his mullet onFor hipster girls to notice himTo find his Becky DonaldsonHis favourite line rehearsed he say 'baby have mercy'There goes that O.G suburban drifter, professional thrifter, Full time craig's lister. He's an all-star hipsterHe don't need no filter posting pictures, Yeah, he's an all-star hipster, Yeah, she's an all-star hipster, Yeah, he's an all-star hipster, Yeah, she's an all-star hipster From Letras Mania