| The girl police are coming over
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| Cmb your hair pretend you’re sober
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| Andy, lock the stash in the bottom drawer
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| The woman fuzz are coming for us
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| They’re hardened by drawn out divorces
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| Averse to our verses, deplore the chorus
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| Ooh hoo, they surround our places
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| Ooh hoo, arrested by our handsome faces
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| The cold, long arm of the law has got the ruby glitter painted claws
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| The lady cops are coming for me
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| Let’s Jovi out in a blaze of glory
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| Tell mama i’m sorry, that’s my story
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| It was our antic romantic disasters
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| That got the girl cops lording after us
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| To drag our names through the mud
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| To get their hands in our blood
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| Ooh hoo, they want to hole us up in their lockdown
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| A year for every precious heart we’ve knocked down
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| Less a day for every night we rocked out
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| (Oh thank God we always rocked out)
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| Cause Stephy likes Jimmy
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| But Jimmy likes Eric, and Eric likes Jess
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| Oh it’s an awful mess an awful mess
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| Denny caught Monique kissing on Francois outside the Dépanneur
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| So they are done for sure
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| I want my tone
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| They want to hole us up in their lockdown
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| A year for every precious heart we’ve knocked down
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| Less a day for every night we rocked out
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| (And we always rocked out)
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| Cause Jenny likes Marvin
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| But Marvin likes Arnold, and Arnold likes Jess
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| Well I guess everyone likes Jess
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| But Jessie ain’t datin'
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| She’s down in the basement, listenin' to Pet Sounds
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| Her mom’s 45s get the best sounds
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| Loving is easy, loving is easy
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| Losing it’s rough
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| Ain’t it high grade powerful stuff?
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| Lovin' will leave you, lovin' will leave me
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| And in our defense, it’s awful hard to keep in the present tense
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| I want my tone |