| When a menthol hit
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| Hooks a spatial girl in her summer clothes
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| Like a transmission on an empty channel
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| All lines are closed
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| Taking photographs
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| Speaking slowly through the permanent waves
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| The taste in her mouth
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| That she read about earlier today
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| This is happening for your pleasure
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| At your leisure
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| Use your evil when you want
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| When a menthol hit
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| Hooks a spatial girl in her summer clothes
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| Like a transmission on an empty channel
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| All lines are closed
|
| Taking photographs
|
| Speaking slowly through the permanent waves
|
| The taste in her mouth
|
| That she read about earlier today
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| This is happening for your pleasure
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| At your leisure
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| Use your evil when you want
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| This is happening for your pleasure
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| At your leisure
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| Use your evil when you want
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| When the night becomes
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| Automatic sequence joining the day
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| Singing something new
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| Someone else is sliding into your way
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| When a menthol hit
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| Hooks a spatial girl in her summer clothes
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| Like a transmission on an empty channel
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| All lines are closed
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| (Got to get you off my conscience by Friday)
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| For your pleasure
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| (On Saturday, I’ll be wide awake)
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| At your leisure
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| (On Sunday, I’m your new best friend)
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| Use your evil
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| (On Monday, learn it all again)
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| When you want
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| For your pleasure
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| At your leisure
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| Use your evil when you want
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| This is happening for your pleasure
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| At your leisure
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| Use your evil when you want |