| This man looked down on me
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| At Love Park Street
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| And he said to me
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| «I'll give you diamonds and pearls and money
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| If you give me — one kiss»
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| Down downtown there’s a rock 'n roll party
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| Ain’t she pretty, she’s a birthday girl
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| Down down down with your rock 'n roll lifestyle
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| Ain’t she pretty, she’s a birthday girl
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| This man looked down on me
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| At Love Park Street
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| And he said to me
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| «I'll sell my soul to Satan
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| If you give me pussy»
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| Down downtown there’s a rock 'n roll party
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| Ain’t she pretty, she’s a birthday girl
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| Down down down with your rock 'n roll lifestyle
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| Ain’t she pretty, she’s a birthday girl
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| But he didn’t convince me
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| What a cheap trick! |
| I’m not falling
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| When he said to me
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| «I'll give you everything»
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| I said back to him «Whatta hell?»
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| Down downtown there’s a rock 'n roll party
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| Ain’t she pretty, she’s a birthday girl
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| Down down down with your rock 'n roll lifestyle
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| Ain’t she pretty, she’s a birthday girl |