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Los AnGeles's so far |
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And the urge to kill is near |
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They act like they're not scared, no |
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They'll be calling soon |
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Woh oh oh oh |
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Woh oh oh oh |
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Woh oh oh |
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Woh oh oh |
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Take my tears they're gonna break me |
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Woh oh oh |
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Woh oh oh |
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Now I'm sure I can't wear a warning |
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At the drive-in, blue Lorenza |
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The urge it disappears |
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She lives to dance at Mason's bar |
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Every last night to Prince's kisses |
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And the vultures scream |
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Woh oh oh oh |
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Woh oh oh oh |
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Woh oh oh |
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Woh oh oh |
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Take my tears they're gonna break me |
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Woh oh oh |
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Woh oh oh |
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Now I'm sure I can't wear a warning |
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And all those times |
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I went to see her dance |
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I forgot to think |
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So hard to get somewhere |
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To be her man |
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To be her man |
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To be her man |
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Damn she kills me |
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Woh oh oh |
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Woh oh oh |
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Take my tears they're gonna break me |
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Woh oh oh |
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Woh oh oh |
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And I'm sure you could wear a warning |
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Woh oh oh |
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Woh oh oh |
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Take my tears they're gonna break me |
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Woh oh oh |
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Woh oh oh |
