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Written by ricky & marty wilde |
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I watch a man sitting down the park |
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The flashy suit manufactured by the makers |
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He's got a pen and he circles an add |
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It makes him laugh 'cos he's reading dirty papers |
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2-6-5-8-0 |
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She doesn't know but she's getting his call |
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He's talking straight but he wants it in a strange way |
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She combs her hair doesn't worry at all |
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He could be mad but its just another pay day |
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2-6-5-8-0 |
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2-6-5-8-0 |
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2-6-5-8-0 oh, dial it if you want to know me |
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She likes to live on the poor side of town |
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She's shacking down with a guy from west guiana |
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The boys around always look at the ground |
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Oh, what they'd give for a night with that piranha |
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2-6-5-8-0 |
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2-6-5-8-0 |
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2-6-5-8-0 oh, dial it if you want to know me |
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She doesn't have to make her money that way |
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She's such a pretty young girl |
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I guess they love it 'cos you hear when they stay |
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They cry oh, oh, oh |
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This guy arrives looking scared as a rat |
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He needs her love but he wants it like a brother |
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Three hours later he crawls out on his knees |
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She's laughing loud 'cos he's calling for his mother |
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2-6-5-8-0 |
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2-6-5-8-0 |
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2-6-5-8-0 oh, dial it if you want to know me |
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2-6-5-8-0 |
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2-6-5-8-0 |
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2-6-5-8-0 oh, dial it if you want to know me |