| It’s hot and sleazy
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| Vibrations come
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| Mean & easy
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| Like youth on the run
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| So proud & beautiful
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| Live & breathe it all
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| Rocker boys’re posin'
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| & the punk girls call
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| Out at night in the street
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| With the world at my feet
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| Summer’s here calling me
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| How I love to feel the heat
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| The girlies wanna do it
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| But don’t know what
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| Runaways got tight pants on
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| & they’re ready to suck
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| Mary’s selling her puppies
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| She found in a box
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| Falafel dude is giving out
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| Gyros with Tahini sauce
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| Out at night in the street
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| With the world at my feet
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| Summer’s here calling me
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| How I love to feel the heat
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| Cholo boys pull up their
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| Beautiful impala
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| Blasting their songs
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| Punk girls look away & flip’em off
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| As they pump up their arms
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| And just for a moment
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| It all looks good
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| Love is Brewing
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| Under the hood
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| Out at night in the street
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| With the world at my feet
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| Summer’s here calling me
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| How I love to feel the heat
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| Out at night in the street
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| With the world at my feet
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| Summer’s here calling me
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| How I love to feel the heat |