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Junkies down in |
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Brooklyn are goin' crazy |
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They're laughin' just like hungry dogs in the street |
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Policemen are hidin' behind the skirts of little girls |
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Their eyes have turned the color of frozen meat |
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No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no |
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Joan Crawford has risen from the grave |
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Joan Crawford has risen from the grave |
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Catholic school girls have thrown away their mascara |
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They chain themselves to the axles of big mac trucks |
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The sky is filled with herds of shiverin' angels |
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The fat lady laughs, "Gentlemen, start your trucks" |
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No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no |
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Joan Crawford has risen from the grave |
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Joan Crawford has risen from the grave |
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Christina, mother's home |
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Christina, come to mother |
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ChristinaJoan |
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Crawford has risen from the grave |
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Joan Crawford has risen from the grave |
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Joan Crawford has risen from the grave |
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Joan Crawford has risen from the grave |
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Joan Crawford has risen from the grave |
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Joan Crawford has risen from the grave |
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Joan Crawford has risen from the grave |
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Joan Crawford has risen |
