| Get up now baby
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| Shake the door
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| And give a big kiss to the sky
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| There’s coke on the table
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| Where is my heart?
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| Do I look all that bad all the time?
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| We crossed the mighty sea
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| And did the shimmy to forever
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| The cop showed up, they took us there
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| And sold us down the river
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| And Arbuckle’s swan song plays on the flight
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| All the way from L.A. to Hong Kong
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| Who’s got love for ya
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| Who’s got love for ya
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| Who’s got love for you, hon
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| Who’s got love for ya
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| Who’s got love for ya
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| Who’s got love for you, hon
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| They got no other boys to show
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| You’re off from your head to your toes
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| Your body’s making money on the side of the road
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| Climb on in and let’s roll
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| To my questions you’ve got answers
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| And they always start with never
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| The last one at the party
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| Never has their shit together
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| And Arbuckle’s swan song plays on the flight
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| All the way from L.A. to Hong Kong
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| Who’s got love for ya
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| Who’s got love for ya
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| Who’s got love for you, hon
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| Who’s got love for ya
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| Who’s got love for ya
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| Who’s got love for you, hon
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| Who’s got love for ya
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| Who’s got love for ya
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| Who’s got love for you, hon
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| Who’s got love for ya
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| Who’s got love for ya
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| Who’s got love for you, hon |