| Well I don’t know Johnny B Goode
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| No, do Through My Eyes
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| No, I know how it goes.
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| If you could see through my eyes,
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| You would get a big surprise.
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| Things you never seen before.
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| Things you haven’t seen, I’m sure.
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| Through-o-o, my eyes.
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| Through my eyeees-ahhh.
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| Come on!
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| Do it!
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| The fucking worse it is, the better!
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| Oi, the worse it is, the better
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| Cause it’s a load of shit anyway.
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| I know I use ta, I haven’t heard it years
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| And you couldn’t play it right… hahehe
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| You remember, you could, no no… could never get it right,
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| Cause it’s a such weird tune
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| You have to be fucking jumped up to do it
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| Just posed for the jumped. |