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Way back in 1982... |
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My friends and me, |
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We had some work to do |
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But still we stuck to our guns |
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And made a whole lot of fun |
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Af those who toed the line |
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As we all bent the rules. |
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But now there's nothing left to do. |
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Brakes failed and the car kept driving. |
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Back-up plan fell through. |
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Better call the cops 'cause you know we're not stopping. |
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Call the scrubs |
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When the quarterback chokes and you're in trouble. |
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Call the scrubs ' |
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Cause it's shirts and skins and we're in warm-ups. |
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Call the scrubs |
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From the punk rock bars to the high school halls, |
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A wealth of rising possibilities... |
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A royal society of weirdos, losers and freaks. |
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Their fashion sense can be bad, |
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But that's okay with me. |
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I'll tell you what |
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I will do, |
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I'll pay my membership dues |
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And watch you spin your wheels |
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And lose your fuel |
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And now there's nothing left to do. |
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Brakes failed and the car kept driving. |
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Back-up plan fell through. |
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Better call the cops 'cause you know we're not stopping. |
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Call the scrubs |
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When the quarterback chokes and you're in trouble. |
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Call the scrubs ' |
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Cause it's shirts and skins and we're in warm-ups. |
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Call the scrubs |
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From the punk rock bars to the high school halls, |
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A wealth of rising possibilities... |
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And the coach is there, but he knows not what to do |
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And the newspaper says that the first string sucks but don't look now, |
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Captain of the |
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B-team's Got a good plan and intends to keep it. |
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Two men out, batter's passed out, |
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Takes a look around and the kids are screaming... |
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Call the scrubs |
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When the quarterback chokes and you're in trouble. |
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Call the scrubs ' |
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Cause it's shirts and skins and we're in warm-ups. |
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Call the scrubs |
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From the punk rock bars to the high school halls, |
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A wealth of rising possibilities... |
