| Can’t you read the sign? |
| No broken hearts allowed-six to twelve
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| Twenty-eight to an elevator — that’s you and nobody else
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| Dont ring the next car, dont touch that — its city rain
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| And nobody in the apartment as the million dollar call was made
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| Mapping out a life around these insects keeps me on the go
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| Bells ring expecting you to answer yes or no
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| Locomotive shuffles nose to bumper kissing all the way
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| You could get yourself killed — watch out skip! |
| Dont you worry about today, no
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| Can’t you see im twisted? |
| I dont dig donuts dig Perry Como
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| Collect wheel nuts eat polyester and have electronic fireside dinners yeah
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| How come the lights dim everytime I plug you in?
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| How come the lights shout everytime I pull you out?
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| Standing there in the livingroom
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| You can hear the cars on the freeway going zoom zoom zoom boom boom boom
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| Doing a dance called the robocop this gesture means I love you
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| Oh dont you sneeze on y Cannonball Adderly L. Ps or C. Ds
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| Go through changes dye your hair the colour of strangers
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| Mail order breakfast and sign yourself Norsiga and his Rangers
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| Go to college and acknowledge some repect for the knowledge
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| Above all keep an alibi, a rented and a car full of gas
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| Inside keep a purple dressing gown and a fridge full of guns and cash
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| A man in a wheelchaire yells Shoot! |
| Shoot! |
| Kill!
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| No no my brother — not on Blueberry Hill
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| Somebody call an ambulance. |
| Thers no waiting allowed |