| Look out!
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| Mama let me out on a saturday night, she said now
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| Go out and get her go and hold her tight
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| (I said now Mama, you don’t understand
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| Ev’ry time I touch her hand)
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| It’s like I’m burning in the fires of hell
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| And if I hold her too long
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| You never can tell what’ll happen to me
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| I wouldn’t want you to see
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| Look out!
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| She’s a hell raiser, star chaser, trail blazer
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| Natural born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| She’s a hell raiser, star chaser, trail blazer
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| Natural born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Look out!
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| She’s like a live bomb shell
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| Like a flash out of hell
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| And when she’s shaking her ooh
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| Everyone fell at her feet
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| (And that’s neat and she took me completely)
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| By surprise with her ultra sonic eyes
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| That were flashing like hysterical danger signs
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| That said beware where you tread
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| Or you’ll go out of your head
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| Look out!
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| She’s a hell raiser, star chaser, trail blazer
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| Natural born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| She’s a hell raiser, star chaser, trail blazer
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| Natural born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Look out!
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| Hell raiser, hell raiser, hell raiser
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| Hell raiser, hell raiser, ooh
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| Now Mama, you don’t understand
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| Ev’ry time I touch her hand
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| It’s like I’m burning in the fires of hell
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| And if I hold her too long
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| You never can tell what’ll happen to me
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| I wouldn’t want you to see…
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| Look out!
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| She’s a hell raiser, star chaser, trail blazer
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| Natural born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| She’s a hell raiser, star chaser, trail blazer
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| Natural born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Hell Rasier, Hell Rasier, Hell Rasier, Hell Rasier.
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| Ooh Look out! |