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So you were born in an electrical storm |
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Took a bite out the sun |
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Saw your future in a machine built for two |
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Now your rays make me kind of go crazy |
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Shock and awe and amaze me |
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Just a ticker tape parade and me |
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But something was wrong |
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Till you tap danced on the air in the night |
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Screaming at the top of your lungs, you said |
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Come on, come on |
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Do what you want |
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What could go wrong? |
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Oh come on, come on, come on, come on, |
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Do what you want |
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Oh come on, come on |
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What could go wrong? Do do do do what you want |
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Come on |
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Me, I was raised amid the trickle down days |
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I woke up numb in the haze |
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And saw my future in a machine built for two |
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But the light gave me some kind of fright, |
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How did wrong get so right |
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And lead me stumbling through the dark of night? |
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Oh, something was wrong, |
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But you tap danced on the air in the night |
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Screaming at the top of your lungs, you said |
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Come on, come on |
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Do what you want |
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What could go wrong? |
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Oh come on, come on, come on, come on |
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Do what you want |
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Oh come on, come on |
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What could go wrong? Do do do do what you want, yeah! |
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Come on |
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D-d-d-do what you want! |
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D-d-d-do what you want! |
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Hey! |
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C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon |
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C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon |
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C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon |
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C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon... |
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D-d-d-do what you want, yeah! |
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D-d-d-do what you want, yeah! |
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Oh, do what you want! |
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Whoo, do what you want! |
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Do what you want! |
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Do! Do what you want! |
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Do! Do what you want! |
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Do! Do what you want! |
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D-d-do what you want! |
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C'mon! |
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C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! |
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D-d-d-d-d-d-d-do what you want! |
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Do! D-do! |
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Yeah! |