| I hear Denise is back on the outside
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| That she’s got a wicked plan
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| She’s callin' in the Gong sisters again
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| To form the ultimate five chord band
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| For eight months now in that freaking cell
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| She’s been knockin' ideas around
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| Now she’s good and ready to make a big noise
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| Right here in her own hometown
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| Here comes the H-Gang
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| Slammin' into Hinktown
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| Oh, you better get off the stage, boys
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| 'Cause they’ll be looking for a showdown
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| On a moonless night they started off
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| On a bus called Happy Day
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| To bring their vision to cities and towns
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| Across the U.S.A
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| And in every club and hall they played
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| The crowd knew every word
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| Even today folks are talkin' about
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| The incredible sounds they heard
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| Here comes the H-Gang
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| Turn on the floodlights
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| Get off the stage son
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| Unless you’re ready for a kickfight
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| Whatever happened to the H-Gang
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| Some say they were the best
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| I heard they broke up, Denise got hitched
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| And she’s living in the Midwest
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| There’s a film that’s in production
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| The working title, Song of Desire
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| 'Bout an orphan girl with this crazy red hair
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| And a voice and a dream and a soul on fire
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| Here comes the H-Gang
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| Slammin' into Hinktown
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| Oh, you better get off the stage, boys
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| 'Cause they’ll be looking for a showdown
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| Here comes the H-Gang
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| Turn on the floodlights
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| Get off the stage son
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| Unless you’re ready for a kickfight
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| Here comes the H-Gang
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| Slammin' into Hinktown
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| Oh, you better get off the stage, boys
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| Unless you’re looking for a showdown |