| What you see is what you get
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| Don’t relax; |
| you’re not home yet
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| What you see is what you get
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| Don’t relax; |
| you’re not home yet
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| Put your life into my hands
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| Look around, you’ll understand
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| Put your life into my hands
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| It’s the '80s, idiot
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| What you see is what you get
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| It’s the '80s, little fool
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| Don’t forget the Golden Rule
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| What you see is what you get
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| What the hell did you expect?
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| Pretty red roses, wet puppy noses
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| Men with rubber hoses is more like it
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| What you see is not always what you get
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| A lesson we must not forget
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| One never knows what to expect
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| So close your eyes, and what you get
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| Is what you see and what you get
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| Open up your eyes and look around
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| Then close them tight and kiss the ground
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| You better be thankful you’re alive
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| And how much longer can you survive
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| Underneath the mask, there’s something brewing
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| Underneath the ground, there’s something moving
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| It’s the '80s, idiot
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| What you see is what you get
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| It’s the '80s, little fool
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| Don’t forget the Golden Rule
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| What you see is what you get
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| What the hell did you expect?
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| Pretty red roses, wet puppy noses
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| Men with rubber hoses is more like it
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| Patrolling the street with all of their friends
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| Bashing you around, trying to make you like them
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| What you see is what you get |