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I always had a roof above me, I always paid the rent And I've never set foot inside a tent I couldn't build a fire to save my life I lied about being the outdoor type Well, I've never slept out underneath the stars The closest that I came to that was one time in my car Broke down for an hour in the suburbs at night I lied about being the outdoor type Too scared to let you know that you knew what you were looking for I lied until I fit the bill, God bless the great indoors I lied about being the outdoor type Never owned a sleeping bag, let alone a mountain bike No, I can't go away with you on a rock-climbing weekend What if something's on TV that's never shown again? It's just as well I'm not invited, as I'm afraid of heights I lied about being the outdoor type Never learned to swim, can't grow a beard, or even fight I lied about being the outdoor type