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Oh, she's a tongue twisting storm |
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Comes to the show tonight |
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Praying to the light machine |
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She wants my honey not my money |
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She's a funky-thigh collector |
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Laying on the 'lectric dream |
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Come on, come on |
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We really got a good thing going |
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Come on, come on |
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If you think we're gonna make it |
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You better hang on to yourself |
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We can't dance, we don't talk much, we just ball and play |
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Then we move like tigers on Vaseline |
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Well, the bitter comes out better on a stolen guitar |
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You're the blessed, we're the Spiders From Mars |
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Come on, come on |
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We really got a good thing going |
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Come on, come on |
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If you think we're gonna make it |
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You better hang on to yourself |
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C'mon |
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Come on, come on |
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Really got a good thing going |
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Come on, come on |
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If you think we're gonna make it |
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You better hang on to yourself |
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Come on, come on |
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We really got a good thing going |
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Come on, come on |
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If you think we're gonna make it |
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You better hang on to yourself |