| Kiss all the babies, and rub the politicos
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| Vincent come on down!
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| The boys are rock stupid, but the girls can tell
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| And they tell and they tell and they tell
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| Slice one open for the unknown soldier
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| Vincent come on down!
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| It’s half past the minute
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| And you’re stuck down in it, get up get on or get out!
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| I don’t think you can tell me
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| The things that I want you to
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| Short of a cataclysmic seduction
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| Nothing can stop my car crash attack on you (Ah!)
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| Give me the medicine, give me the medicine
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| Vincent come on down!
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| Dance on the back of a pauper in suede
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| To the rhythm of the sights of sounds
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| Shake those cleats out, take off your raincoat
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| Vincent come on down!
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| You’re one shot under and you’ve blown your cover
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| Put your hands and your face or the ground
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| I don’t think you can tell me
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| The things that I want you to
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| Short of a cataclysmic seduction
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| Nothing can stop my car crash attack on you!
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| Said come on down
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| Tell me who I’m supposed to hate!
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| I can’t quit the goose step, tell me it’s a two-step process!
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| Da-da-da-da-da-da
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| AHHHHHHH!
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| Oh, Vincent come on down!
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| Vincent come on down!
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| Vincent come on down!
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| Vincent! |