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He said he didn't even hear trains |
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Let alone the few words |
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The ladies maybe sayin' about him |
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She freaks and tells her closest friend |
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That she'll never love again |
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But she'll never, no not ever live without him |
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Wouldn't believe it, if you seen it |
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Oh Mayhem, doo doo doop |
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Yeah, Mayhem, doo doo doop |
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Yeah, Mayhem, doo doo doop |
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A lotta Mayhem, woh oh, oh yeah |
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She said he didn't mean a thing |
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So she threw her diamond ring |
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Out the window of a black cab in Camden |
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He couldn't take it, what she did |
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So he threw a hissy fit |
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And he took it out on anyone at random |
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Wouldn't believe it, if you seen it |
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Oh Mayhem, doo doo doop |
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Yeah, Mayhem, doo doo doop |
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Yeah, Mayhem, doo doo doop |
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A lotta Mayhem, woh oh, oh yeah |
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Dinning sound, lights spinning round |
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Some mothers' son |
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Gotta fight or got to run, run, run, run |
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Run, run, run, run, run |
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Ten pints and then he starts a fight |
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And he lands himself a night |
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In a cell wearing gray pants and bruises |
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Twelve mates bangin' on the door |
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Oh, the back up vans galore |
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Never saw such a street full of losers |
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Wouldn't believe it, if you seen it |
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Oh Mayhem, doo doo doop |
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Yeah, Mayhem, doo doo doop |
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Yeah, Mayhem, doo doo doop |
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A lotta Mayhem, woh oh, oh yeah |
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Mayhem, doo doo doop |
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Yeah, Mayhem, doo doo doop |
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A lotta Mayhem, doo doo doop |
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A lotta Mayhem, woh oh, oh yeah |
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Oh Mayhem, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh yeah |
