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She's star, starcrazy, |
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electric-shock-bog-brush-hair, |
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Flat on her back in the 80's, |
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in the 90's going nowhere, |
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Star, starcrazy, |
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got a kicking transistor inside, |
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A heavy metal stutter that brains me, |
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and an electric love in her eyes, |
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Oh, she don't want education, |
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She got nothing to say, |
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She got no imagination (so they say) |
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Why does she feel this way? |
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Cos she's star, starcrazy, |
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getting stupid on the streets tonight, |
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and shaking like a mechanical thing |
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with an electric love in her eyes, |
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Oh, she don't want education, |
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She got nothing to say, |
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She got no imagination (so they say) |
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So why does she feel this way? |
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Oh, she don't want education, |
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She got nothing to say, |
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She got no imagination (so they say) |
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Why does she feel this way? |
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Oh, she don't want education, |
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She got nothing to say, |
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She got no imagination (so they say) |
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Why does she feel this way? |
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Oh, she don't want education, |
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She got nothing to say, |
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She got no imagination (so they say) |
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Why does she feel this way? |