| Can’t stop, addicted to the shindig
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| Chop Top, he says I’m gonna win big
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| Choose not a life of imitation
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| Distant cousin to the reservation
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| Defunct, the pistol that you pay for
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| This punk, the feelin' that you stay for
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| In time I want to be your best friend
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| East side love is living on the West End
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| Knocked out, but, boy, you better come to (Oh, oh-oh)
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| Don’t die, you know, the truth as some do (Oh-oh)
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| Go write your message on the pavement (Oh-oh)
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| Burn so bright, I wonder what the wave meant
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| White heat is screamin' in the jungle (Oh, oh-oh)
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| Complete the motion if you stumble (Oh-oh)
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| Go ask the dust for any answers (Oh-oh)
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| Come back strong with fifty belly dancers
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| The world I love, the tears I drop
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| To be part of the wave, can’t stop
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| Ever wonder if it’s all for you?
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| The world I love, the trains I hop
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| To be part of the wave, can’t stop
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| Come and tell me when it’s time to
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| Sweetheart is bleeding in the snow cone
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| So smart, she’s leadin' me to ozone
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| Music, the great communicator
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| Use two sticks to make it in the nature
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| I’ll get you into penetration
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| The gender of a generation
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| The birth of every other nation
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| Worth your weight, the gold of meditation
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| This chapter’s gonna be a close one (Oh, oh-oh)
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| Smoke rings, I know you’re gonna blow one (Oh-oh)
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| All on a spaceship, persevering (Oh-oh)
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| Use my hands for everything but steering
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| Can’t stop the spirits when they need you (Oh, oh-oh)
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| Mop tops are happy when they feed you (Oh-oh)
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| J. Butterfly is in the treetop (Oh-oh)
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| Birds that blow the meaning into bebop
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| The world I love, the tears I drop
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| To be part of the wave, can’t stop
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| Ever wonder if it’s all for you?
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| The world I love, the trains I hop
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| To be part of the wave, can’t stop
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| Come and tell me when it’s time to
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| Wait a minute, I’m passin' out
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| Win or lose, just like you
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| Far more shockin'
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| Than anything I ever knew
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| How 'bout you?
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| Ten more reasons why I need
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| Somebody new, just like you
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| Far more shockin'
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| Than anything I ever knew
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| Right on cue
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| Can’t stop, addicted to the shindig
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| Chop Top, he says I’m gonna win big
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| Choose not a life of imitation
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| Distant cousin to the reservation
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| Defunct, the pistol that you pay for (Oh, oh-oh)
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| This punk, the feelin' that you stay for (Oh-oh)
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| In time I want to be your best friend (Oh-oh)
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| East side love is living on the West End
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| Knocked out, but boy, you better come to (Oh, oh-oh)
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| Don’t die, you know, the truth is some do (Oh-oh)
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| Go write your message on the pavement (Oh-oh)
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| Burn so bright, I wonder what the wave meant
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| Kick start the golden generator
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| Sweet talk but don’t intimidate her
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| Can’t stop the gods from engineering
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| Feel no need for any interfering
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| Your image in the dictionary
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| This life is more than ordinary
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| Can I get two, maybe even three of these?
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| Comin' from the space to teach you of the Pleiades
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| Can’t stop the spirits when they need you
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| This life is more than just a read-through |