| Well they used to call me Queen Bee
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| 'Til I threw the throne
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| Hummin' all day man
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| That’s for the drones
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| Then it was leather and chains
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| A real wild child
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| Now it’s the sonic groove
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| And an ivory smile-oh, if looks could kill
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| Hey now, I’m a girl of the times
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| A child of design
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| Romance, romance is cool
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| But I’ve got things to do
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| I’m hanging out with Halo Jones
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| So don’t call round 'cos I won’t be home
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| I’m hanging out with Halo Jones
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| Hanging out with Halo Jones
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah!
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| Now Halo Jones, she’s a nuromancer
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| Well, she looks like a dream and she moves like a panther
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| Halo, Halo Jones
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| Is a girl of ice and fire
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| She got everything
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| That all the boys desire
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| But if you’re asking, then the answer’s no
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| Got things to do and places to go
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| We’re heading out for independence so
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| I’m hanging out with Halo Jones
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah!
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| Well let me tell ya now
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| All the guys just wanna shoot
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| They say we’re sweet, huh
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| They say we’re cute
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| But we know, yeah we know, we know
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| That ain’t so, ah, ah, no way
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| Now we’re skyway bound
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| Looking down ono the city lights
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| Me and Halo
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| Heading out on the late night flight
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| Hey now, I’m a girl of the times
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| A child of design
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| I’m hanging out with Halo Jones
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| Don’t call round 'cos I won’t be home
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| Got things to do and places to go
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| Just leave your intentions on the answerphone
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| I’m hanging out with Halo Jones
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| Hanging out with Halo Jones
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah!
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| And we know, yeah we know, yeah we know
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| That we gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, go
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| Go, go, go, go with Halo Jones |