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Spirit chill, America |
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Pour the coffee, stir it up |
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Let me see the world I want |
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Strike a lucky cigarrette |
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Burst between your bright red lips |
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And in come all my thoughts |
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'Cause all I know |
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Is all all I know |
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Everybody wants to see a naked girl |
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Break a pretty shelf just to find a little ?? |
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Fly up to the moon to understand the world |
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Oh, the things that we will do |
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To see a naked girl |
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Devil little spark I like |
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Turns into a wild fight |
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Burning all across my mind |
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The shadow of a shadow of the sunny self |
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And every time I run into someone else |
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I can't find a difference |
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Back in my mind whispering |
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All I know is all I know |
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Everybody wants to see a naked girl |
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Break a pretty shelf just to find a little ?? |
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Fly up to the moon to understand the world |
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Oh, the things that we will do |
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To see a naked girl |
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To see a naked girl |
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Just to see a naked girl |
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All I know |
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Is all I know |
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Oh, all I know |
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Is all I know |
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Everybody wants to see a naked girl |
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Break a pretty shelf just to find a little ?? |
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Fly up to the moon to understand the world |
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Oh, the things that we will do |
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To see a naked girl |
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Break a pretty shelf just to find a little ?? |
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Fly up to the moon to understand the world |
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Oh, the things that we will do |
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To see a naked girl |
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To see a naked girl |
