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Shopping Center crazy |
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I need some fast relief |
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The boss says, "Boy, you're lazy" |
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But I'm just bored beyond belief |
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Laid off since last summer |
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Man, this really takes the cake |
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This town is like a prison |
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And I just got to make my break |
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They say "Be cautious, little mister" |
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They shove it down your throat |
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I'm 'bout to choke - choke |
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I'm nauseous - my transistor's 'bout the |
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Only antidote to keep my temperature |
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From runnin' wild |
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Let me hear that radio! |
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Chorus |
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There's a rage in the cage |
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There's a rage in the cage |
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Sweet Diana to the rescue |
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Hot potato to my aid |
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She's the girl with the swirl |
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Like air-conditioned lemonade |
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But the lady's on the hot-plate |
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Daddy's threatened to disown |
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Handcuffed tight in a chain of events |
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I guess I'm out here on my own |
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It don't take a PhD |
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To know I'm goin' nowhere fast |
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I've got to move - I'm on the move |
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It don't take much to see |
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This town is livin' in the past |
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They all just seem to wanna tie me down |
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Let me hear that radio! |
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Chorus |
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I wanna rock it |
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I've got to rock it |
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I've gotta get me on that rocket ship to outa here |
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This town is wearin' ear plugs |
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I'm of age and loose to juice |
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But they say Stop! Stop! |
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There's a fire in the furnace |
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Breakin' out and breakin' loose |
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You know I'm just about to lose my mind |
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They don't want me paralyzed |
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They just want me neutralized |
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Chorus |
