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Charlie's gotta Band |
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it's a really big one |
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he's a master, a king |
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he got it all |
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but you don't know all his wills |
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Women on his left and on his right |
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with fishnet stocking |
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and padded bras |
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and you love them all |
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but not for real |
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And you push |
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your accelerator to the speed |
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and noone can stop |
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you on the street |
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(chorus) |
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Born to be wild Born to be free |
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Born to be Wild North Italy |
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Charlie's gotta Band |
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don't care to be written up |
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Born to be Wild |
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they got it all |
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and a strong cold wind |
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goes through theyr hair |
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When you get high |
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you get high on speed |
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whiskey in your hand |
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it's your usual drink |
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and if you're gonna fight |
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it's only when you're right |
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And you push |
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your accelerator to the speed |
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and noone can stop |
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you on the street |
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(chorus) |
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Born to be wild ... |
