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Can you hear us humping on your stereo?
Can you hear us pumping on your stereo? Can you hear us pumping on your stereo? Can you hear us pumping on your stereo? Can you hear us pumping on your stereo? Can you hear us pumping on your stereo? Can you hear us pumping on your stereo? Can you hear us pumping on your stereo? Life is a cigarette Smoked to the end But if you rocket the middle bit Then you burn all your friends The wider your eyes the bigger the lies Yes it's true Can you hear us humping on your stereo? Can you hear us pumping on your stereo? Take a look through your window now You're all alone on the road Well you'll burn all your bridges down Now you're losing control The wider your eyes the bigger the lies Yes it's true If you make a mistake well you couldn't relate to your blue Yes it's true Can you hear us humping on your stereo? Can you hear us humping on your stereo? Can you hear us humping on your stereo? Can you hear us humping on your stereo? Well now that I've met you I love you as a friend Yeah but your love is mogadon Love is the end Well the wider your eyes, the bigger the lies Yes it's true If you make a mistake well you couldn't relate to your blue Yes it's true Can you hear us humping on your stereo? Can you hear us humping on your stereo? Can you hear us humping on your stereo? Can you hear us humping on your stereo? Can you hear us pumping on your stereo? Can you hear us pumping on your stereo? Can you hear us humping on your stereo? Can you hear us pumping on your stereo? Can you hear us humping on your stereo? Can you hear us pumping on your stereo? Can you hear us humping on your stereo? Can you hear us pumping on your stereo? |
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The city I love,
The city in the night. Looks like all I ever really need is out there. If it's not love Then it's in vein. Seems I never really know until I get there. Oh what a shame, you don't really need me anymore. Oh what a shame, you don't really love me anymore. Glad I came. Lord, I could cheer. Drop me feather, can't you tell me that she got one. Sing my song, Play ain't long. We'll sit back and tell the others how we got here. Oh what a shame, you don't really love me anymore. Oh what a shame, you don't really need me anymore. City of love, City of pain. It's so hard to get a feeling you belong here. I saw her face, Looking at her ass. Looks like all I ever really need is right here. Oh what a shame you don't really need me anymore. What a shame you don't really love me anymore. Oh what a shame, you don't really need me anymore. Oh what a shame, you don't really love me anymore. It's such a shame, you don't really need me anymore. What a shame, you don't really love me anymore |
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