Teacher says that I've been naughty
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I must learn to concentrate
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But the girls they pull my hair
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And with the boys I can't relate
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Daddy says I'm good for nothing
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Mama says that it's from him
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Manic sister thinks I'm cracking
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Brother says it's in my genes
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Don't you want to?
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Don't you want to be the one?
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Don't you want to?
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Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang
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Don't you want to?
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Don't you want to hold the gun?
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Don't you want to?
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Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang
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So we put on our eyeliner
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And a bit of glitter dust
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Life at night is always finer
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Neon streets are full of lust
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Teenage kids and Soho Dolls
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They make you want to cry
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Like my superstar they fall
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Some will be alright
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Don't you want to?
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Don't you want to be the one?
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Don't you want to?
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Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang
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Don't you want to?
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Don't you want to hold the gun?
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Don't you want to?
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Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang
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Sunlight falls onto his eyes
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But he don't stir or turn
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Messages on the answerphone
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But none will be returned
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Monday morning, lousy morning
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What a day to see
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In the evening I will hear it
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On the BBC
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Don't you want to?
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Don't you want to be the one?
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Don't you want to?
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Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang
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Don't you want to?
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Don't you want to hold the gun?
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Don't you want to?
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Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang
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Don't you want to?
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Don't you want to be the one?
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Don't you want to?
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Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang
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Don't you want to?
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Don't you want to hold the gun?
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Don't you want to?
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Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang |