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Now Vince was a loner, a lovable stoner |
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He lived in a Bluebird, spelled his name backwards |
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He's so pretty, he always looks shitty |
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Born on a Monday, such a very good day |
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And I haven't seen a pupil in his eyes for sixteen days |
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The Catholic girls love him in a hundred million different ways |
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An he's been up for days |
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In a thick malaise |
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He's only listening to the salad days |
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Rock a honey rock a honey woo hoo |
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Sleeps all day and he dreams of you |
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Rock a honey rock a honey wee hee |
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Dines in the city where the girls are free |
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Now Vince got a big crush on the girl from Redrush |
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He took her out for tacos, said she liked burritos |
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And he said she's so easy, brought up in the country |
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She gets naked for a living, she ain't afraid of giving |
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And I haven't seen a pupil in his eyes for sixteen days |
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The Catholic girls love him in a hundred million different ways |
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And he's been up for days |
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In a thick malaise |
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He's only listening to the salad days |
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Rock a honey rock a honey woo hoo |
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Sleeps all day and he dreams of you |
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Rock a honey rock a honey wee hee |
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Dines in the city where the girls are free |
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And I haven't seen a pupil in his eyes for sixteen days |
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The Catholic girls love him in a hundred million different ways |
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And he's been up for days |
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In a thick malaise |
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He's only listening to the salad days |
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Rock a honey, rock a honey, woo hoo |
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Sleeps all day and he dreams of you |
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Rock a honey, rock a honey, wee hee |
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Dines in the city where the girls are free |
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Rock a honey, rock a honey, woo hoo |
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Sleeps all day and he dreams of you |
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Rock a honey rock a honey |
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Sleeps all day and he don't touch me, don't touch me, don't touch me |
