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One! Two! |
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I was born in a cross-fire hurricane |
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And I howled at my ma in the drivin' rain |
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But it's alright now |
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In fact it's a gas but it's alright |
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I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash |
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It's a gas, gas, gas |
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I was raised by a toothless bearded hag |
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I was schooled with a strap right across my back |
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But it's a alright now |
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In tact it's a gas, but it's alright |
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I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash |
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It's a gas, gas, gas, oh |
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I was drowned, I was washed up |
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And left for dead |
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I fell down to my feet and |
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I saw they bled, yeah, yeah |
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And I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread, yeah yeah, yeah, |
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I was crowned with a spike right through |
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My head, right through my head right through my head |
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But it's a alright |
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In fact it's a gas, but it's alright |
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I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash |
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It's a gas, gas, gas |
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I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, It's a gas |
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I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, It's a gas |
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I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, It's a gas |
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I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, It's a gas |
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I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, It's a gas |
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I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, It's a gas |
