Somewhere A Nice Guy Is Finishing Second To Last

I like to raise a ruckus,

Rouse some rabble, have some fun.

I’m a manly man, so wild

That my hair is in a bun.

I’m true to my own nature

Even if it makes folks hate me.

I’m a mysterious loner bad-boy

So why does no one want to date me?

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