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I was born in a cross fire hurricane |
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And I howled at my ma in the driving rain |
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But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas |
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But it's all right |
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I'm Jumping Jack Flash |
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It's a gas, gas, gas |
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I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag |
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I was schooled with a strap right across my back |
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But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas |
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But it's all right |
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I'm Jumping Jack Flash |
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It's a gas, gas, gas |
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I was drowned, I was washed up and left for dead |
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I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled |
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I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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I was crowned with a spike right through my head |
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But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas |
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But it's all right |
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I'm Jumping Jack Flash |
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It's a gas, gas, gas |
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Jumping Jack Flash, it's a gas |
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Jumping Jack Flash, it's a gas |
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Jumping Jack Flash, it's a gas |
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Jumping Jack Flash, it's a gas |
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Jumping Jack Flash |
