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There you are, giving candy Making confidence with an easy eye Easy words, oh, what a dancer Dance you right into the corner, in the fire Do the dark
Faces cracked for reason beyond recognition His space is at the Palace He sleeps for twenty five cents Now he's wiping headlights windshields with an
As I sit staring into this liquid amber Ripples move out to the edge of the glass Is that really your reflection in there? I just want to jump into the
Your old lover's lying in the gutter He used to be such an all night strutter "Oh, my heart", I heard him mutter "Oh, my dear, it seems to flutter" Ah
Circle high circle low Jammers fly T-birds You show you show, whiplash go You show you show, T-birds (Look at my) Mighty bird (Here I go) (They almost
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She knew it, about Route Three Oh, she blew it, you know, she could've told me He can't say no, he can't ask why Go through it, highway bride He delivers
: Based on the desire for total mobility and the serious physical pursuit of religious freedom, the auto drove mankind further than the wheel and,
: 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 Oh, no It's not the things you
: As I sit staring into this liquid amber, ripples move out to the edge of the glass. Is that really your reflection in there? I just want to jump
: There you are, giving candy Making confidence with an easy eye Easy words, oh, what a dancer Dance you right into the corner in the fire Do the dark
: Toe to toe Dancing very slow Barely breathing Almost comatose Wall to wall People hypnotised And they're stepping lightly Hang each night in Rapture
: She knew it about Route Three Oh, she blew it, you know she could've told me He can't say no, he can't ask why Go through it, highway bride <a href
: Your old lover's lying in the gutter He used to be such an all night strutter "Oh, my heart," I heard him mutter "Oh, my dear, it seems to flutter"
: We don't wear that uniform Paper men from pages torn Right off the press (it could be Tass) Suits for the regime The media's gone and had a baby Seventh
: Faces Cracked for reason beyond recognition Uh-huh His space is At the Palace, he sleeps for twenty five cents Uh-huh Now he's wiping headlights Windshields
: Circle high, circle low Jammers fly, T-birds You show, you show, whiplash go You show, you show, T-birds Mighty bird T-bird, my mighty bird On the
