| I’ve got a brand new hand if you wanna perform
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| A 30 year old army turning fire into storm
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| I’ve got a vicious little soldier, I know he’s alright
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| He’s gonna catch some women tonight, that’s alright
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| He’s gonna catch some women tonight
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| He’s spinning round 'n' round 'n' round until he’s had enough
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| Going town to town to town just to prove that he’s tough
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| Don’t let him down under your skin, that’s what they say
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| He’s gonna catch some ladies today, what they say
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| He’s gonna catch some ladies today
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| And when the firstborn baby starts to scream out: -Bollocks!
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| Smash him out at midnight, you ain’t raised ortodox
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| Take some money, spread 'em out as wide as you can
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| You’ve got more room in your pocket then a russian, ru la la la
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| Little boy Jr barks a pitbull to tears
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| Without even knowing, it’s his most primal fear
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| That’s your spirit Jr, maybe your light
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| You’re gonna catch some women tonight, that’s alright
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| You’re gonna catch some women tonight
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| And when the firstborn baby '
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| It’s time for closing in those bars, you’ve got that rush, that’s cool
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| Do you know, your reputation is a future O’Dole
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| That rope is getting closer, know that it’s tight
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| There won’t be any women tonight, not tonight
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| There won’t be any women tonight, not tonight
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| There won’t be any women tonight |