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Adam Ant/Marco |
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Pirroni All |
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I thought |
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I wanted was a front door |
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All I thought |
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I wanted was a place in the country |
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Now I realise |
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I wanted so much more |
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Some I love but you |
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I adore You think you're really swinging |
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But you're off the beat |
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The moves your brains a thinking |
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Doesn't reach your feet |
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You got to get this complication out of your head |
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Or find another man instead |
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You listen very close to what the bad girls said |
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In all those crumby articles and in my bed |
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You say I'm just a stripper not afraid to strip |
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With my brains rattlin' my hips |
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You've got the kind of looks |
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That make a dead man stare |
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But when it comes to working honey |
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You ain't there |
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I try to tell you nicely but the screaming starts |
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You're playing ping pong with my heart |
