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Smacked back tarmac stars |
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Are scars of fame |
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In the place where no one knows me |
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By my name |
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Where tar pit drips its drilled out vein |
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And fashion trips on tangled skein |
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If you need to slake that aching |
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In your brain |
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This is where the fun is |
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This is where the fun is |
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In the shadow of the valley |
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Where the nights are warm |
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We will fear no evil |
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When we get things done |
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Tap in, into the vain |
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We'll road trip and raise Cain |
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Down on the nickel with a flame |
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In the rain |
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This is where the fun is |
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This is where the fun is |
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This is where the fun is |
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This is where the fun is |
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This is where |
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So jump in, into the frame |
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We're laughing to hide the pain |
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It's not a riddle, we're all a little |
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A little amazed |
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This is where the fun is |
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This is where the fun is |
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This is where the fun is |
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This is where the fun is |
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This is where the fun is |
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This is where the fun is |
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This is where the fun is |
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This is where the fun is |
