| Ive got the hair
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| Ive got the teeth
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| Ive got the eyes
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| Well peggy, take a look outside the window
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| Ive got the car
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| Im the lead singer
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| Im the man
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| She, she come to me and set me free
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| That makes me feel good
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| She, she’s new york grown Im all alone
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| She makes me feel good
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| Never going down a suckerpath baby
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| She, she makes me real and sex appeal
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| That makes me feel good
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| She, she fills my soul, it makes me whole
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| That makes me feel good
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| Never going down a suckerpath baby
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| Now all day as you’re calling me lazy
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| Never going down the suckerpath baby
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| Never go down never go down
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| She treats me like a foolish child
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| And laughing all the while
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| Makes me wanna be alive
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| She sees me in a different light
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| And knows I’ll be alright
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| Makes me wanna be alive
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| All the things I could have said
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| Some days now I wish Im dead
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| A foolish child an awesome dream
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| I think you know just what I mean
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| Never going down a suckerpath baby
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| Come on come on
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| You don’t want to ride me I don’t even care
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| You don’t even move my style now
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| I don’t even care now |