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Lyrics

Lunch time is fun when you’re in the cool crowd
And you get to sit where the nerds aren’t allowed
But then you see the new kid all alone feeling down
Will you break that old rule

Playing ball with your buddies and you’re the star quarterback
And little sis skins a knee over there on the track
And it’s a long walk of shame takin’ her home on your back
But life is too short for cool

Go with your heart, it knows where to march
It gave you your own drumbeat
We all wanna look cool, but it’s a game made for fools
Where the players can never be free

So let your mom take you shopping – yeah try on those pants
Let your grandmama hug you in front of your friends
And when your feet find happy, boy dance dance dance
‘Cause life is too short for cool

Go with your heart, it knows where to march
It gave you your own drumbeat
We all play the game, but it’s a silly old game
And the champs live in misery

So you broke that old rule and you stuck out your hand
And ate lunch with the new kid – you gave him a chance
‘Cause you knew a whole day is too long without friends
And life is too short for cool