(Verse 1) [G]i hate hipsters and g[D]lasses with [A]thick rimmed op[C]inions [G]and drunken old me[A]n who still a[D]ct in their t[C]een years. wearing f[G]lannels and skinny j[A]eans, hit[C]ting on the girls next to [D]me, saying "[G]i remember c[D]ollege sweetheart and that [A]place was the s[C]ht!'. And i l[G]ove the way that she...