| My girl looks like David Bowie
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| Not sure if it’s a boy or a girl
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| She swears that life on Mars
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| Is better than to live on the ground
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| But everybody lives on the ground
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| Except the birds and the astronauts
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| My girl looks like David Bowie
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| It’s all day christmas, champagne on ice
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| She’s got a station to station sign
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| Written on both of her arms
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| Which way to go it’s hard to decide
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| But I wouldn’t ring no alarms
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| You think they took it all from you
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| Remember what your mother said when you were five years old
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| Now that you got it all for you
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| Remember what your mother said
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| Louise
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| Won’t you take it easy
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| Life it ain’t
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| No rock’n roll song
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| My girl looks like David Bowie
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| Thank you love the pleasure is blind
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| From the unknown workin' man
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| To the princess on the steeple that shines
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| Looking at the brighter side
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| Things cannot be that bad
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| My girl looks like david Bowie
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| One can tell with a glimpse of an eye
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| She used to wear high heel shoes
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| Only to reach for the stars
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| But the factory broke down
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| And she only met guys in bars
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| You think they took it all from you
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| Remember what your mother said when you were five years old
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| Now that you got it all for you
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| Remember what your mother said
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| Louise
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| Won’t you take it easy
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| Life it ain’t
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| No rock’n roll song |