| You gotta motorcycle helmet out there? |
| You really do? |
| Can I borrow it for a
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| second? |
| It’s real easy to hear with this thing on. |
| Another hole in the bottom
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| of the sea. |
| Now the only thing to play with this thing is a song,
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| we gotta play a vehicular song. |
| Now, Lincoln Park Pirates is about tow trucks,
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| this is a motorcycle helmet, you gotta do this song:
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| Get your motor runnin'
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| Head out on the highway
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| Lookin' for adventure
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| Or what ever comes our way
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| Yeah, gotta go make it happen
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| Take the world in a love embrace
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| Fire all of your guns at once
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| And explore into space
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| Thunderbolt and lightning
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| Heavy metal thunder
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| Feelin' what we’re feelin'
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| That feeling that we’re under
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| Yeah, gotta go make it happen
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| The world in a love embrace
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| Fire all of your (gibberish)
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| Explode into space
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| Like a true nature’s child
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| We were born, born to be wild
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| Born so wild, never wanna ever die
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| Born to be wild
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| Gotta be another motorcycle song somewhere in here
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| Ah yeah!
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| That Friday night the car was stalled
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| On the railroad track
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| I pulled you out and we were safe
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| But you went running back
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| Teen angel
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| Can you hear me?
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| Teen angel
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| Can you see me?
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| Are you somewhere up above?
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| Am I still your one true love?
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| I’ll never know just what it was
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| That took your life that night
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| They say they found my high school ring
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| Clutched in your fingers tight
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| There’s one that’s better than this, here it is
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| Laura and Johnny were lovers
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| He wanted to give her everything
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| Candy, flowers
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| But most of all, a wedding ring
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| He saw a sign for a stock car race
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| Thousand dollar prize it read
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| He couldn’t get Laura on the phone
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| So to her mother, Johnny said:
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| Tell Laura I love her
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| Tell Laura I need her
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| Tell Laura I may be late
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| I’ve got something to do that cannot wait
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| He drove his car to the fairgrounds
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| He was the youngest driver there
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| The gun went off for the start of the race
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| Around they drove at a deadly pace
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| No one knows what happened that day
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| How his car overturned in flames
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| But as they pulled him from the twisted wreck
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| With his dying breath they heard him say
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| Tell Laura I love her
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| Tell Laura I need her
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| Tell Laura not to cry
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| My love for her will never die
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| Now in the chapel where Laura prayed
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| For Johnny who passed away
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| It was just where Laura lived and died
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| Alone in the chapel she could hear him cry:
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| Laura, you bitch
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| Tell Laura I love her
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| Tell Laura I need her
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| Tell Laura not to cry
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| Now, folks, while we’re on the subject of dead girl songs, I only know one
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| other dead girl song and I know I’ll never have the chance to sing it again,
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| so I’ll beg your indulgence, here it is:
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| Last night at the dance I met Laurie
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| So lovely and warm, an angel of a girl
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| Last night, I fell in love with Laurie
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| Strange things happen in this world
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| As I walked her home, she said it was her birthday
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| I pulled her close and said «Will I see you any more?»
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| And suddenly, she asked for my sweater
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| And said that she was very, very cold
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| I kissed her good night at her door and started home
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| Then thought about my sweater and went right back instead
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| I knocked at the door and a man appeared
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| I told him why I’d come and then he said:
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| «Your wrong son, you weren’t with my daughter
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| How could you be so cruel to come to me this way
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| My Laurie left this world on her birthday
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| She died a year ago today.»
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| Undaunted, our hero plunges on
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| A strange force drew me to the graveyard
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| Then I looked and saw my sweater
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| Lying there upon her grave
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| And now the understatement of the year:
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| Strange things happen in this world |