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Well, well, oh, hoh, hoh |
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You said I was the only, with my lemon in your hand |
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Uh-oh, uh-oh-hoh |
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Exhibition is your habit, emotion second-hand |
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Uh-oh, uh-oh |
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Had to pull away to save me |
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Well, maybe next time around-a, oh |
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And she said |
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'Don'tcha want, a-don'tcha want go get, go get cocaine' |
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Hadn't planned to, could not stand'a try it, fry it, ow |
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Now, now, now, now, yeah |
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Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh-ooh-ooh |
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Heard a cry for mercy, uh, in the city of the damned-a |
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Uh-oh, baby, damned |
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In the pits you go no lower, the next stop's underground |
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A-ho, how low underground |
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You wanna know, is it quite over |
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To fame it deals a losin' hand |
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And I said, 'Didn't mean to, did not a-mean to fluff it |
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You didn't plan it, you overran it, aah-ha-ha-how, yeah' |
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Do you wanna, do you want, do ya, d-do |
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Do you, would you wanna |
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Do you wanna, do you wanna, do you, d-do |
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Do it when you wanna |
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When you blow it, babe, you got to blow it right |
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Baby, if you fake it, mama, baby, fake with all your might |
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When you fake it, mama |
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please-a, a-fake it right for yourself, babe |
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When ya fa-fa-fa-fake it, baby |
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You're fakin' it for your life, for your life |
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for your life, for your life |
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Do you, do you, do you, do you, do you |
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Do you, would you wanna |
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Do you, do you, do you, do you, do you |
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Do it when you wanna |
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Oh, like to help ya, baby |
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but I don't know what to do-ooh-ooh, yeah |
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Sometime, baby |
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Nothin' I can do-ooh-ooh, yeah |
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With the fine lines of the crystal payin' through your nose |
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And when they couldn't resist ya |
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I said, 'Just go with the flow' |
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And now your stage is empty |
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Pull down the curtain, baby, please |
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Fold up your show |
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Hadn't planned to, could not stand to fry in it |
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I hadn't planned it, I overran it |
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Fry it for your life, for your life |
