| She held my hand
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| On a rainy day in Hollywood
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| Listening to Isola talk
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| And she let go
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| On a rainy day in Hollywood listening to Isola talk
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| She said to me, «Kiss me»
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| Kiss me kiss me kiss me bitch
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| Kiss me kiss me
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| Kiss me you son of a bitch
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| You son of a bitch kiss me
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| You son of a bitch kiss me
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| If you’re not gonna ride the rocket
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| If you’re not gonna ride the rocket
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| If you’re not gonna ride the rocket
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| Then get the fuck off
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| If you’re not gonna ride the rocket
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| If you’re not gonna ride the rocket
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| then get the fuck off
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| If you’re not gonna ride the rocket
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| If you’re not gonna ride the rocket
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| Then get the fuck off |