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I took a taxi |
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From LA to Venus in 1985 |
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I was electromagnetically sucked back |
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Into the party going on that night |
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And it was the glory of the 80's |
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With karma drawn up in lines |
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And two bugle boy models saying |
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"Baby, it's a freebie you sure look deprived' |
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I had the Story of O in my bucket seat |
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And my wanna be Mustang |
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Auditioning for reptile |
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In their Raquel Welsh campaign |
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In the glories of the 80's |
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You said, "I'm not afraid to die" |
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I said, "I don't find that remotely funny |
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Even on this space cake high" |
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And then when it all seemed clear |
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Just then you go and disappear, disappear |
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Silicone party, Barbies to the left |
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And Joan of Arcs to the right |
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No one feeling insecure we were |
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All gorge and famous in our last lives |
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In the glories of the 80's |
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You said, 'The end is nothing to fear' |
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I said, "Blow the end, now, baby |
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Who do I gotta shag to get outta here" |
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And then when it all seemed clear |
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Just then you go and disappear, disappear |
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Sure you're out there orbiting around |
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Sure you're out there orbiting around |
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Wish I had you back now |
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Sure you're out there orbiting around |
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Sure you're out there orbiting around |
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Wish I had you back now |
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I met a drag king called Venus |
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She had a velvet hologram |
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She said, 'My husband ran off with my shaman |
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But they love me as I am" |
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In the glories of the 80's |
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I may not have to die |
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I'll clone myself like that blond chick |
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That sings Bette Davis Eyes |
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And then when it all seemed clear |
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Just then you go and |
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Sure you're out there orbiting around |
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Sure you're out there orbiting around |
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Wish I had you back now |
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And then when it all seemed clear |
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Just then you go and disappear, disappear |
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I took a taxi |
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From LA to Venus in 1980 |
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1980, 1980, 1985 |
