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I went out to take a walk with my baby daughter. |
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Brought her coat from Paris; that one I bought her. |
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And we brought some bread to feed the swans, |
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But they were already gone, they were already gone. |
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Ya ya the punks are tough |
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All the hip hop kids |
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Think we give a *******t, well |
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We don't, we don't, we don't. |
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We don't, we don't, we don't. |
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I'm your mother's son, that ******* holy roller |
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And I just stand still |
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Watch the world grow colder |
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And I can't change, I can't change. |
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Ya ya the punks are tough |
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But those rock and rollers |
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All the hip hop kids |
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Think we give a *******t, well |
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We don't, we don't, we don't. |
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We don't, we don't, we don't. |
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And I got work to do when |
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I'll play with your head in your hands |
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I'll just lay with my head in my hands. |
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I'm not afraid to die. |
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Don't care if I get older. |
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Cry, cry, no I don't cry, |
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I just take it over. |
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I just take it over. |
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You love those rock and rollers. |
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You love those rock and rollers. |
