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Well I don't wanna hang around with you |
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I've got my motor baby and I'm gonna see you through |
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You think I wanna be alone with you |
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It doesn't matter baby cause you're overreacted too |
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But since you're down there, where will I just be |
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I'm getting fine girl, dressing up for stormy weather |
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So touch me down in the past where my mother will last |
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And it's true that I'm in for a punch and a blast |
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Yeah down in the past where my mother will last |
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And she will make sure that you remember |
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Well I don't wanna slide away with you |
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I've got ten little soldiers pointing at you |
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Honey you just left me for a new one |
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It doesn't matter baby cause your hair is ugly too |
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But since you're down there, where will I just be |
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I'm getting fine girl, dressing up for stormy weather |
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So touch me down in the past where my mother will last |
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And it's true that I'm in for a punch and a blast |
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Yeah down in the past where my mother will last |
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And she will make sure that you remember |
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Well I don't wanna hang around with you |
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I've got my motor baby and I'm gonna see you through |
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You think I wanna be alone with you |
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It doesn't matter baby cause you're overreacted too |
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So touch me down in the past where my mother will last |
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And it's true that I'm in for a punch and a blast |
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Yeah down in the past where my mother will last |
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And she will make sure that you remember |
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That you remember... Come on... |
