| Friend of my mine said he rather be dead, with a bullet from a 45 in his head
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| Or his wrist slashed to ribbons with a blade instead, than reach 24 that’s what
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| he said
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, what they trying to do to my teenage heart
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| I said Ooh, ooh, ooh, what they trying to do, try to tear it apart,
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| try to tear it apart, My Teenage Heart
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| Remember the first time it seems so long, had a new guitar and a handful of
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| songs
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| We played in a run-down railroad shack, they said you’re too loud,
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| get out and don’t you come back
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, what they trying to do with my teenage heart… my teenage heart.
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah, what they trying to do, try to tear it apart,
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| try to tear it apart
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| My Teenage Heart
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| High class pros in soho bars, two time tramps wanna sleep with the stars
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| Living fast since the day they were born
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| Made it big, and now you gotta conform
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, what they trying to do with my teenage heart… my teenage heart.
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| I said Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah, what they trying to do, try to tear it apart,
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| try to tear it apart
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| My Teenage Heart |