[Intro: Victoria Justice]
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(La, la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la)

[Verse 1: Victoria Justice, Elizabeth Gillies & Both]
Why am I always hit on by the boys I never like?
I can always see 'em comin' from the left or from the right
I don't want to be a priss, I'm just tryna be polite
But it always seems to bite me in the
Ask me for my number, yeah, you put me on the spot
You think that we should hook up, but I think that we should not
You had me at "hello," then you opened up your mouth
And that is when it started goin' south, oh

[Chorus: Victoria Justice & Elizabeth Gillies]
Get your hands off my hips
Or I'll punch you in the lips
Stop your starin' at my (Hey)
Take a hint, take a hint
No,​ you can't buy me a drink
Let me tell you what I think
I think you could use a mint
Take a hint, take a hint (La, la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la)
T-take a hint, take a hint (La, la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la)

[Verse 2: Victoria Justice, Elizabeth Gillies & Both]
I guess you still don't get it, so let's take it from the top
You asked me what my sign is, and I told you it was "stop"
And if I had a dime for every name that you just dropped
You'd be here and I'd be on a yacht, oh
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