| Turn it up!
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| Me and the boys went out for a ride
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| Typical attitude, we almost died
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| Coming out of the 7/11
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| Oh, road was blocked, she was a 747
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| Turn it up, turn it around
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| You got me spellbound
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| When the brains go to the balls
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| Nothing can stop us, nothing at all
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| When the brains go to the balls
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| Nothing can stop us, nothing at all
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| A big fat biker tried to poke her
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| She said, no, no, no, you’re just another joker
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| Ah, put up or shut up, you’re makin' me sick!
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| Mmm, there’s too much of your lipstick
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| There’s too much on my dipstick
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| Oh, turn it up, turn around
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| You got me down on the ground
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| When the brains go to the balls
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| Nothing can stop us, nothing at all
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| When the brains go to the balls
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| Nothing can stop us, nothing at all
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| Baby, don’t stop me!
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| Oh, oh, oh, turn it up, turn around
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| You got me down on the ground
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| When the brains go to the balls
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| Nothing can stop us, nothing at all
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| When the brains go to the balls
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| When the brains go to the balls, baby
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| You can’t stop me
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| When the brains go to the balls
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| Oh, we’re outta control, rock 'n roll!
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| When the brains go to the balls
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| Nothing can stop us, nothing at all
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| You can’t stop us, no!
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| Yeah, when the brains go to the balls
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| Tear it down, boys! |