| A lick to the Glock, that’s how I do cockblock
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| I walk into your yankee nightmare
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| I’m like a powder keg with a million-dollar legs
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| A big blue indian summer
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| Double the barrel, double the size
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| My type ain’t shotgun shy
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| ROCKET TO ROCKET
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| NO SLEEP TILL HOLLYWOOD
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| BALLS TO THE BULLET
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| NO SLEEP TILL HOLLYWOOD
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| DEEP IN THE GULLET
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| NO SLEEP TILL HOLLYWOOD
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| WAKE UP, WAKE UP, WAKE UP
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| NO SLEEP TILL HOLLYWOOD
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| I am the bastard child of a cherry bomb and massive metal meltdown
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| I travel in a pack, I got my bros to watch my back
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| I’m chambering my first round
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| I’m up to snuff, I fire it off — your Valley Dolly Kalashnikova
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| And all I need’s a dirty mind to star among your stripes
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| A daisy-cuttin' treat handmade
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| To rain on my grenades
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| ROCKET TO ROCKET
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| NO SLEEP TILL HOLLYWOOD
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| BALLS TO THE BULLET
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| NO SLEEP TILL HOLLYWOOD
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| DEEP IN THE GULLET
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| NO SLEEP TILL HOLLYWOOD
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| WAKE UP, WAKE UP, WAKE UP
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| NO SLEEP TILL HOLLYWOOD
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| Light up the Sunset Strip — that’s where my heart comes home
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| The Boulevard of Broken Dreams I call my own
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| This ain’t no time to waste it
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| no better time to embrace this
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| Before the Sandman leaves again
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| …And all I need’s a dirty mind to star along your stripes
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| NO SLEEP TILL HOLLYWOOD
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| NO SLEEP
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| NO SLEEP
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| NO SLEEP
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| NO SLEEP TILL HOLLYWOOD |