| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Flash Dance and Camel cigarettes
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| Your black lipstick on your golden sham
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| Yeah, you like to go around the clock
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| No, you never got the chance to stop
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| Blackjack, and those degenerates
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| Foxy psychos and killer business men
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| Generations change and feel the shock
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| And your brain is bruised when you feel the drop
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| Oh, oh, you’re changing into something that you’re not
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| Oh, oh, you’re changing into something that you’re not
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| Strange, that’s how you think of love
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| Strange, that’s how you think of love
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| That’s how you think of love
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| A push and then a shove
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| Like shooting at a dove
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| That’s how you think of love
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| Criss-crossed and carnivorous
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| Living demons in hidden gentlemen
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| Came across the sea to fill the fuse
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| Burned a building down and made the news
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| Oh, oh, you’re changing into something that you’re not
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| Oh, oh, you’re changing into something that you’re not
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| Strange, that’s how you think of love
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| Strange, that’s how you think of love
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| That’s how you think of love
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| A push and then a shove
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| Like shooting at a dove
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| That’s how you think of love
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| Ohh, ohh, ohh
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| Ohh, ohh, ohh
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| Oh, oh, you’re changing into something that you’re not
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| Oh, oh, you’re changing into something that you’re not
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| Oh, oh, you’re changing into something that you’re not
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| Oh, oh, you’re changing into something that you’re not
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| Strange, that’s how you think of love
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| Strange, that’s how you think of love
|
| That’s how you think of love
|
| A push and then a shove
|
| Like shooting at a dove
|
| That’s how you think of love
|
| Strange, that’s how you think of love
|
| Strange, that’s how you think of love
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| That’s how you think of love
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| A push and then a shove
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| Like shooting at a dove
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| That’s how you think of love |