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She answered our ad wanted |
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We had a vacancy |
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We didn't know what was in store |
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But we were soon to see |
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She plays records of The Foreskins |
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At any given hour |
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She turns on the hot water tap |
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While I'm in the shower |
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And at night the house is quiet |
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You might wonder why |
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But punk's not dead |
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She's just gone to bed |
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Punk's not dead |
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She's just gone to bed |
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Couldn't give a damn about |
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The friends of mine she'll scare |
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Some people just can't see past studs |
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And bleached blond spiky hair |
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I say 'A' for Abba |
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She says 'A' for Anarchy |
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In the morning she says "Never mind the bollocks, |
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Here's your cup of tea" |
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And at night the house is quiet |
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You might wonder why |
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But punk's not dead |
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She's just gone to bed |
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Punk's not dead |
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She's just gone to bed |
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I pass her in the kitchen |
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She's got a longneck in her hand |
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She's playing me a Dictaphone |
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Recording of her band |
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Her drummer has been playing |
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For nearly seven hours |
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But he hits them with such passion |
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It makes other drummers cower |
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When the night has come |
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All safety pins must come undone |
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If the house is quiet |
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Well that's because punk's retired for the night |
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If the house is quiet |
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Well punk's retired for the night |
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Yeah she's retired for the night |
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If the house is quiet |
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Well that's because tonight |
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There's one little punk rock girl |
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Who's dead to the world |
