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Living underground like I don't know what to see |
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Balancing my mind, 27 again |
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I was alone in the city |
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I was alone |
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So let me tell you 'bout this girl I know |
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(She's so blonde!) |
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Her hands are shaking in a band |
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(She's so blonde!) |
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And has a song of all the things I said |
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(She's so blonde!) |
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And took a misery to me |
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Living with the rats, I couldn't seem to move |
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Not even inching out, just what I was trying to prove |
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I was alone in the city |
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I was alone |
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So let me tell you 'bout this boy I know |
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(He's so blonde!) |
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He's got a reach and a tattoo |
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(He's so blonde!) |
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He's gonna act like he's a sailor |
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(He's so blonde!) |
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And leave it up to you to prove |
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Shame, yeah yeah |
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(Shame, yeah |
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Shame |
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So let me tell you about this girl I know |
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(She's so blonde!) |
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She'll introduce you to the band |
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(She's so blonde!) |
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You want a lover and you don't know |
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(She's so blonde!) |
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I think she saw it coming, yeah |
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So let me tell you about this boy I know |
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(He's soooo blonde!) |
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He's changing in a band |
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(He's so blonde!) |
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He wants to go with her after the show |
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(He's so blonde!) |
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You know he's never coming back |
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(So blonde!) |
