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Circle high, circle low
Jammers fly, T-birds
You show, you show, whiplash go
You show, you show, T-birds
Mighty...
Giant ants from space snuff the human race
Then they eat your face, never leave a trace
La la la la la, la la la la la, la la...
We want fun we wanna run
We want fun we gotta run
We want fun get out among the hottest clubs and find some love...
Twenty five tons of hardened steel rolls on no ordinary wheel
Inside the armoured car ride two big armed guards
In a...
Everyday brings change
And the world puts on a new face
Certain things rearrange
And this whole world seems like a new...
The order came directly from the CIA
To start the following investigation
Find out what's the hidden power lying in the...
The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like that...
The tide is high
The tide is high
The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm number one
I'm not the kinda...
She's an underground girl in an underground world
She never comes around, she stays underground
After was a trip, she rides her...
Oh, oh, what are we gonna do?
Union, Union, Union City blue
Tunnel to the other side
It becomes daylight
I say...
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Eyes that tell me \"Baby, you don't need no invitation\"
Let me smoke another cigarette before I make a move
I can see me in the morning; losing my direction
Deep inside my overcoat, looking for the door
I don't wanna stay with you. I just wanna play with you
One sweet abbreviation sleeping like the dead
You think you're pretty, well, so do I. You came to me but, passion eyes
Got no imagination to clutter up my head
Eyes that mirror innocence and cannot sense the changes
Lets have another drink, dear, before we get deranged
I can see me in the morning; avoiding your detection
Slowly down the staircase, looking for the door
All is fair in love and war but I don't want your love no more
One sweet abbreviation sleeping like the dead
You're fragile and you're very green, conditioned by a milk machine
Got no imagination. Got no imagination. No
Take a walk, kid
Eyes that tell me \"Baby, you don't need no invitation\"
Let me smoke another cigarette before I make a move
I can see me in the morning; losing my direction
Deep inside my overcoat, footsteps for the door
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