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Elevator, going up! |
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In the gleaming corridors of the 51st floor |
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The money can be made if you really want some more |
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Executive decision, a clinical precision |
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Jumping from the windows, filled with indecision |
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I get good advice from the advertising world |
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Treat me nice, says the party girl |
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Coke adds life where there isn't any |
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So freeze, man, freeze |
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It's the pause that refreshes in the corridors of power |
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When top men need a top up long before the happy hour |
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Your snake skin suit and your alligator boot |
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You won't need a launderette, you can take them to the vet |
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I get good advice from the advertising world |
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Treat me nice, says the party girl |
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Coke adds life where there isn't any |
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So freeze, man, freeze |
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Coca Cola advertising and cocaine |
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Strolling down the Broadway in the rain |
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Neon light sign says it |
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I read it in the paper, they're crazy |
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Suits your life, maybe so |
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In the White House, I know |
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All over Berlin, they've been doing it for years) |
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And in Manhattan |
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Coming through the door is a snub nose 44 |
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What the barrel can't snort it can spatter on the floor |
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Your eyeballs feel like pinballs and your tongue feels like a fish |
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You're leaping from the windows, saying don't give me none of this |
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I get good advice from the advertising world |
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Treat me nice, says the party girl |
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Coke adds life where there isn't any |
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So freeze, man, freeze |
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Hit the deck! |
