| I said, «Boy, don’t you be naive
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| You get off your knees
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| That ain’t no way to dance»
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| You see them walking down the street
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| The queens of queens you’d love to meet
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| But now you ain’t got no chance
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| Yes, you’d love to take one home, yeah yeah
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| They’ll leave you all alone, yeah yeah
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| They come and they go, yeah yeah
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| They’re no tomorrow girls, go
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| It’s like chasing a sweet silhouette
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| The closer you get
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| The less you understand
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| You see them drinking in a club
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| They’re drinking rye, you’re drunk on love
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| But now you ain’t got no chance
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| 'Cause you’d love to take one home, yeah yeah
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| They’ll leave you all alone, yeah yeah
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| They come and they go, yeah yeah
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| They’re no tomorrow girls, go
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| Yesterday’s a passing phase
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| See them pass you by
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| The future’s shining brightly in their thighs
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| In their thighs, in your eyes, in their thighs
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| You’d love to take one home, yeah yeah
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| They’ll leave you all alone, yeah yeah
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| They come and they go, yeah yeah
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| They’re no tomorrow girls
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| They live to rock 'n' roll, yeah yeah
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| They’re wild without control, yeah yeah |
| The only ones I know, yeah yeah
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| Are no tomorrow girls
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| No tomorrow girls
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| No tomorrow girls
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| No tomorrow girls, go |