| Let’s…
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| Find a dark and lonely corner
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| Grass growing up through the floorboards
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| And kiss me over the garden gate
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| Now this…
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| Must be the deep and dismal
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| And you’re as pretty as a brow-beat thistle
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| In the early morning rain Yeah!
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| If you had your wish would you lay me down?
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| Would you shew out the ghost that spooked this town?
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| If I had my way I’d swallow the dark
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| And get this party started again Yeah!
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| Sha-la-la, sha-la-la
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| Gonna get this party started!
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| Gonna get this party started!
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| Let’s…
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| Be the red wine stain on the carpet
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| Innocence after we lost it
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| The ballad of everything
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| Oh, bowed…
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| Was the chrome on a motorcycle
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| The gold of a broken idol
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| Babe, on a riverbank
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| If you had your wish would you lay me down?
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| Would you shew out the ghost that spooked this town?
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| If I had my way I’d swallow the dark
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| And get this party started again Yeah!
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| Sha-la-la, sha-la-la
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| Sha-la-la, sha-la-la
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| Gonna get this party started!
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| Gonna get this party started!
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| Gonna get this party started!
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| Gonna get this party started!
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| Gonna get this party started!
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| Gonna get this party started!
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| Gonna get this party started!
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| Gonna get this party started!
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| Red wine stain on the carpet |