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Woo-hoo-hoo
Woo-hoo-hoo Debbie just hit the wall She never had it all One Prozac a day Husbands a CPA Her dreams went out the door When she turned twenty four Only been with one man What happen to her plan? She was gonna be an actress She was gonna be a star She was gonna shake her ass On the hood of White Snake's car Her yellow SUV, is now the enemy Looks at her average life And nothing, has been, alright Since Bruce Springstein, Madonna Way before Nirvana There was U2, and Blondie And music still on MTV Her two kids, in high school They tell her that she's uncool But she still preoccupied With 19, 19, 1985 Woo-hoo-hoo 1985 Woo-hoo-hoo She's seen all the classics She knows every line Breakfast Club, Pretty in Pink Even Saint Elmo's Fire She rocked out to wham Not a big Limp Biscuit fan Thought she'd get a hand On a member of Duran Duran Where's the mini-skirt made of snake skin And who's the other guy singing in Van Halen When did reality, become T.V. What ever happen to sitcoms, game shows On the radio was Springstein, Madonna Way before Nirvana There was U2, and Blondie And music still on MTV Her two kids, in high school They tell her that she's uncool But she's still preoccupied With 19, 19, 1985 Woo-hoo-hoo She hates time, make it stop When did Motley Crue become classic rock? And when did Ozzy become an actor? Please make this stop! Stop! Stop! And bring back Springstein, Madonna Way before Nirvana There was U2, and Blondie And music still on MTV Her two kids, in high school They tell her that she's uncool But she's still preoccupied With 1985 Bruce Springstein, Madonna Way before Nirvana There was U2, and Blondie And music still on MTV Her two kids, in high school They tell her that she's uncool But she's still preoccupied With 19, 19, 1985 |
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| 2. |
| 2:37 |
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Oh no here we go,
here we go again You were so afraid you let me back in Back in thru a door you had long forgot Its resistance is shot, mine was not But I waited.. my complicated,overrated girl You know that I hated,we suffocated and Overstated everything Why can't you be bi-sexual instead of bi-polar? Oh look there she goes There she goes again She keeps on checkin out Checkin out her friends I swear you'll never know Know what's on her mind Wish she'd given in At least one time, Cuz I waited.. my complicated,overrated girl You know that I hated,we suffocated and Overstated everything Why can't you be bi-sexual instead of bi-polar? Get up get up, whatcha doing in bed I think it's all in your head Get up get up, no don't sleep sunday morning And there's a whole world around you gotta let in Especially the girls, we all like the girls I waited.. my complicated,overrated girl You know that I hated,we suffocated and Overstated everything Why can't you be bi-sexual? Why can't you be bi-sexual? Why can't you be bi-sexual? instead of bi-polar |
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| 2:23 |
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You've got style, You've got class
You've got a boyfriend that wants to kick my ass I made him angry, I made him annoyed When I sent you dirty pictures from my polaroid Sorry about the tracks in your yard For taking out the tree and for hitting your dog I didn't see him coming, he was moving to fast Here's a hundred dollars for the bodycast We could get married in Las Vegas I know that my mom will take us Put it all on black and let it ride I saw you at the club downtown We danced together till you turned around and saw me in my travolta pose Then you kicked me in the nuts and ya broke my nose We could get married in Las Vegas I know that my mom will take us Put it all on black and let it ride Cuz it's so hard being me Victim of your no loser policy And I know that one day you will see That your so damn lucky to be with a guy like me What can I say, feeling lonely So do you think we could hang around, you get to know me Tell me things you'd like to show me, Tie me up like I'm a pony, Ride me to the moon, you can spank me till i'm black and blue and bleeding too and begging you to stop! We could get married in Las Vegas I know that my mom will take us Put it all on black and let it ride Cuz it's so hard being me Victim of your no loser policy And I know that one day you will see That your so damn lucky to be So Damn Lucky to be with a guy like me |
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| 3:53 |
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I got lost inside my head again I guess
I made quite a mess of the whole thing I've lost count of all the ways I've let you down Should have been around more So what do you say Let's call it a day and get back home? Let me make it up to you I'd rather be holding you For all that I put you through You know I was stupid Can I make this up to you? You know I don't mean to I know I'm a loser but I'm not losing you I think back to all the dumb things that I've said How most of it just left me feeling down And I should thank you 'cuz I know I never did Thank you most of all for keeping me around So what do you say Let's call it a day and get back home? Let me make it up to you I'd rather be holding you For all that I put you through You know I was stupid Can I make this up to you? You know I don't mean to I know I'm a loser but I'm not losing you If I could get this right maybe just this time If I could hit rewind and do it all again And from the very first night I would hold you so tight And if we had a big fight I know I'd let you win Just give me one more last chance Just give me one more last chance Let me make it up to you I'd rather be holding you For all that I put you through You know I was stupid Can I make this up to you? You know I don't mean to I know I'm a loser Let me make it up to you I'd rather be holding you For all that I put you through You know I was stupid Can I make this up to you? You know I don't mean to I know I'm a loser but I'm not losing you |
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