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In the shelves of the video store, in the cherry red corridor |
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Is where I found you |
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Chintzy as a neon sign but you still threw me the powerline |
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I guess you had nothing to do |
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Magically the cabs were quiet during the usual avenue yellow riot |
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I guess you're going with someone, tell me, does it double your fun |
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To be cruel? To be cruel? |
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She says she's single after sundown |
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All good fun till the shakedown |
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Single after sundown |
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All good fun till the shakedown |
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In the eve of the summertime, true love only part time, eh eh |
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And this is truth |
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In your skin tight neoprene I'm a loaded magazine |
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Or is that uncouth? |
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I know it's wrong but I'm overruled, tonight she takes me to night school |
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(Hey that's the name of the record!) |
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As she turns up the traffic jams and the breaks are slammed, she asks |
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Would that be cool? Would that be cool? |
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She says she's single after sundown |
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All good fun till the shakedown |
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She says she's single after sundown |
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All good fun till the shakedown |
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And yeah, we're gonna kick it, yeah, |
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Any way she can |
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Go on, turn up the traffic jams, |
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We all have those feelings, we need to console |