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Teen runaway, youth depraved |
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Your time is almost here |
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Shimmies and shakes, stands by her side |
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And whispers something in her ear |
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You can't go home high, not tonight |
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Go man go, |
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Saturn here we come |
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And if you're in the know |
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Your soul's solid gold |
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Teen runaway, youth depraved |
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Grows tipsy off wine |
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But baby makes a sweet embrace |
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A gift so very hard to find |
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You can't go home high, not tonight |
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Go man go, |
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Saturn here we come |
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And if you're in the know |
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Your soul's solid gold |
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Go man go, |
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Saturn here we come |
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And if you're in the know |
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Go man go, |
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Saturn here we come |
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And if you're in the know |
