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Pack up the brats, it's nineteen eighty three |
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You're in a band, Dynamic Calories |
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From York to New York, you were a mild sensation |
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Coverin' costs, sleepin' on floors and havin' flings (baby yeah) |
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Little later you know, it was so atavistic |
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Make le rendezvous, make le rendezvous, make le rendezvous (Ooh ooh-ooh) |
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Times are gonna change, you will be amazed |
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Times are gonna change, you will be amazed |
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Times are gonna change, they will come around for you-oo-oo (I said, baby yeah) |
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Vocal panache, specializing in drama |
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Jangly guitars, angular chops, and those wet, wet drums |
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But unlike that metal that lives on and on |
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You are forgotten like a drab dress |
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Rendezvous, rendezvous, make le rendezvous-who-ooo-oo |
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Times are gonna change, you will be amazed |
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Times are gonna change, you will be amazed |
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Times are gonna change, you will be amazed |
