| I’m gonna rage, get spunky
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| Gonna hit the streets
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| Gonna rise up like a fever
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| Gonna feel the heat
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| And I’m gonna rage, get spunky
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| Gonna hit the streets
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| I wanna make love to everybody
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| Who wanna make love to me
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| Yeah, wanna make love to me
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| I ate up all of my humble pie
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| Paid the dues I owed
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| Best parts gotta be yet to come
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| I gotta find out to know
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| The worst part about you leaving
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| Is the way I carried on
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| Cryin' myself to dreamless sleep
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| But I’m turning the dreams back on
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| And I’m gonna Rage, past midnight
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| Taste the midnight wine
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| If I make to much of loving
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| My heart breaks all the time
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| I guess this world keeps turning
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| I guess this life goes on
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| If we all stay Spunky
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| We’re gonna carry on, yeah
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| Gonna carry on
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| Gonna rage, get spunky
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| Gonna hit the streets
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| I’m gonna rise up like a Phoenix
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| I wanna feel the heat
|
| And I’m gonna rage, get spunky
|
| Gonna hit the streets
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| I wanna make love to everybody
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| Who want to make love to me yeah!
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| Wanna make love to me, yeah!
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| Wanna make love to me
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| Gonna rage and get spunky
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| Gonna rage and get spunky |