| Turn up the gain, hit the chord‚ more sustain
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| Feel the blasting breeze‚ drop me to my knees
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| Much more of this‚ if you shoot don’t miss
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| Don’t you quit, we are a hit
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| No time to waste, get a grip‚ get the taste
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| Of this punk rock life, catch every strife
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| No need to guess, it’s okay‚ be a mess
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| Make it sick, every trick
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| Oh you don’t say
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| But we don’t sleep
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| Catch the heat
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| Oh ooh oh ooh oh
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| The sun is out, but we don’t care
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| Oh ooh oh ooh oh
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| We get loud, still got flair
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| Huh
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| Side to the side, throw yourself on the ride
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| We’re queens of the night, we rule the hype
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| Lovely at best, we’re the ones they call blessed
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| Ready, set, go, come to the show
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| Get everyone, don’t RSVP
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| Forget the heels and the tease, we’re not in it to please
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| Wild and free, know that you set the tone
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| Head up high, that’s why you were born
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| Oh you don’t say
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| But we don’t sleep
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| Catch the heat
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| Oh ooh oh ooh oh
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| The sun is out, but we don’t care
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| Oh ooh oh ooh oh
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| We get loud, still got flair
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| (Wooh) The sun is out, but we don’t care
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| (Wooh) We get loud, and we don’t care
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| Unrestrained, as the leaders of the game
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| Where there’s chaos there’s us, riot and fuzz
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| Wild and bold, we don’t do as we’re told
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| Not even a bit, we are the hit
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| And we don’t sleep
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| Oh ooh oh ooh oh
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| The sun is out, but we don’t care
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| Oh ooh oh ooh oh
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| We get loud, still got flair
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| (Wooh) The sun is out, we don’t care
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| (Wooh) We get loud, and we don’t care |