| I was born in 1956
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| In the back of a Pink Cadillac
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| My daddy is an alien
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| He ain’t never coming back
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| Coming back
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| Driving through the stars in my rocket ship
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| No co-pilot to give me no lip
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| There’s no lip
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| Now we are lost in outer space
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| Leave all your problems with the human race
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| In outer space
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| Drive my rocket up Uranus, baby, till it hurts
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| Drive my rocket ship just a little farther
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| My carburettor’s clogged
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| And I’m getting nowhere
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| Oh, I really feel like a man when you run your
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| Fingers through my hair
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| Now we are lost in outer space
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| Leave all your problems with the human race
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| Drive my rocket up Uranus, baby
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| Yeah drive my rocket ship
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| It’s cold, September, feeling depressed
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| The nights are long and you need some rest
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| Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tock
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| I can’t stand that, damn alarm clock
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| Drives me fucking crazy
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| 7.20 every morning I’m awake and alive
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| My teeth are brown, nicotine stain
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| My heart is beating
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| Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
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| Baby
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| Drive my rocket up Uranus, baby, yeah
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| Drive my rocket ship
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| Yeah
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| Drive my rocket ship, baby
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| Baby
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| Love, love, love, love
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| Love, love, love, love
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| Love, love, love, love
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| Love, love, love, love
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| Drive my rocket ship, baby
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| Drive my rocket ship just a little faster
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| Drive my rocket up Uranus, baby
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| Love, love, love, love |