| Cops shut down a show at Mad Dogs last Friday night
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| Maggie slipped Daphne out the alley door just in time
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| Flagged a ride in Doyle’s truck
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| Ray was driving, what a piece of luck
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| Back to the apartment, put on Pleased to Meet Me, Valentine
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| Love and Rockets won’t you please
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| Maggie and the Devil, California streets
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| And Maggie the mechanic, punk rock girl, lonely saint
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| Oh who would have thought it was gonna turn out this way?
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| Now Izzy was a widow long before she went down to Mexico
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| And Hopey was the other half, knew everything that Ray didn’t know
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| Tear it up Miss Terry Downe
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| Doyle’s sleeping by the railroad tracks
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| It gets tough when the past and the present are so close
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| Love and Rockets won’t you please
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| Maggie and the Devil, California streets
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| And Maggie the mechanic, punk rock girl, lonely saint
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| Oh who would have thought it was gonna turn out this way?
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| And Maggie says don’t mind me, I’m just another graveyard ghost
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| Oh Maggie, oh Maggie, don’t you know?
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| And I was just a kid, a long way from home
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| Looking for something, I felt all alone
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| Some kids are grown up, some kids are gone
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| Maggie just needed a song
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| Love and Rockets won’t you please
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| Maggie and the Devil, California streets
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| And Maggie the mechanic, punk rock girl, lonely saint
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| Oh who would have thought it was gonna turn out this way?
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| And Maggie says don’t mind me, I’m just another graveyard ghost
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| Oh Maggie, oh Maggie, don’t you know? |