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Yes we're gonna have a wingding |
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A summer smoker underground |
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It's just a dugout that my dad built |
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In case the reds decide to push the button down |
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We've got provisions and lots of beer |
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The key word is survival on the new frontier |
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Introduce me to that big blonde |
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She's got a touch of Tuesday Weld |
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She's wearing Ambush and a French twist |
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She's got us wild and she can tell |
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She loves to limbo, that much is clear |
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She's got the right dynamic for the new frontier |
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Well I can't wait till I move to the city |
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Till I finally make up my mind |
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To learn design and study overseas |
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Do you have a steady boyfriend |
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Cause honey I've been watching you |
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I hear you're mad about Brubeck |
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I like your eyes I like him too |
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He's an artist, a pioneer |
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We've got to have some music on the new frontier |
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Well I can't wait till I move to the city |
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Till I finally make up my mind |
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To learn design and study overseas |
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Let's pretend that it's the real thing |
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And stay together all night long |
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And when I really get to know you |
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We'll open up the doors and climb into the dawn |
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Confess your passion, your secret fear |
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Prepare to meet the challenge of the new frontier |