| Hey let’s party
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| Let’s get down
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| Let’s turn the radio on
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| This is the meltdown
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| Get out the camera
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| Take a picture
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| The drag queens and the freaks
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| Are all out on the town
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| And cowboy Jane’s in bed
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| Nursing a swollen head
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| Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustinov
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| Don’t like the scene any how
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| I dropped acid on a Saturday night
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| Just to see what the fuss was about
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| Now there goes the neighborhood
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| The photo chick made to look sickly
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| Is standing in her panties in the shower
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| She plays the guitar in the bathroom
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| While the police dust her mother’s plastic flowers
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| And Schoolboy John’s in jail
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| Making a killing through the U.S. mail
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| Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustinov
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| Don’t like the scene any how
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| I dropped acid on a Saturday night
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| Just to see what the fuss was about
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| Now there goes the neighborhood
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| This is the movie of the screenplay
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| Of the book about a girl who meets a junkie
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| The messenger gets shot down
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| Just for carrying the message to a flunkie
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| We can’t be certain who the villains are because everyone’s so pretty
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| But the afterparty’s sure to be a wing-ding as it moves into your
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| City
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| Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustinov
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| Don’t like the scene any how
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| I dropped acid on a Saturday night
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| Just to see what the fuss was about
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| Now there goes the neighborhood
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| There goes the neighborhood
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| There goes the neighborhood |