| We’ve got a map of the world torn up
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| And your future’s five bucks a pound
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| And I’ve seen your Mum with her knees pinned back
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| You’ll pay everything to hear that sound
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| We drove a truck to the ranch of life
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| And came back with another brain
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| So shake your ass at the scene tonight
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| And open wide and let it drain
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| You’d better come down
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| Now I think you should
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| Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
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| We’ve got a map of the world torn up
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| And your future’s five bucks a pound
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| I’ve seen your Mum with her knees pinned back
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| You’ll pay everything to hear that sound, baby
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| We drove a truck to the ranch of life
|
| And came back with another brain
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| So shake your ass at the scene tonight
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| And open wide and let it drain
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| You’d better come down
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| Now I think you should
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| Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
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| You’d better come down
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| Now I think you should
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| Yeah yeah yeah
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| Yeah oh oh
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah
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| Oh yeah |