| Now Vince was a loner, a lovable stoner
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| He lived in a Bluebird, spelled his name backwards
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| He’s so pretty, he always looks shitty
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| Born on a Monday, such a very good day
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| And I haven’t seen a pupil in his eyes for sixteen days
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| The Catholic girls love him in a hundred million different ways
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| An he’s been up for days
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| In a thick malaise
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| He’s only listening to the salad days
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| Rock a honey rock a honey woo hoo
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| Sleeps all day and he dreams of you
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| Rock a honey rock a honey wee hee
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| Dines in the city where the girls are free
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| Now Vince got a big crush on the girl from Redrush
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| He took her out for tacos, said she liked burritos
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| And he said she’s so easy, brought up in the country
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| She gets naked for a living, she ain’t afraid of giving
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| And I haven’t seen a pupil in his eyes for sixteen days
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| The Catholic girls love him in a hundred million different ways
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| And he’s been up for days
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| In a thick malaise
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| He’s only listening to the salad days
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| Rock a honey rock a honey woo hoo
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| Sleeps all day and he dreams of you
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| Rock a honey rock a honey wee hee
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| Dines in the city where the girls are free
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| And I haven’t seen a pupil in his eyes for sixteen days
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| The Catholic girls love him in a hundred million different ways
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| And he’s been up for days
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| In a thick malaise
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| He’s only listening to the salad days
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| Rock a honey, rock a honey, woo hoo
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| Sleeps all day and he dreams of you
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| Rock a honey, rock a honey, wee hee
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| Dines in the city where the girls are free
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| Rock a honey, rock a honey, woo hoo
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| Sleeps all day and he dreams of you
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| Rock a honey rock a honey
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| Sleeps all day and he don’t touch me, don’t touch me, don’t touch me |