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By Blondie, I was all alone with the scent of a bone
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By Blondie, Love is a burning thing
It makes a firery ring
Bound by
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By Blondie, Hey, psst psst, here she comes now
Oh, you know her
Would
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By Blondie, "some," said the jaybird to the cockatoo,
"want a commitment
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By Blondie, I'm another life
When the gods were crazy
And the measurement of
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By Blondie, He's on the level if he's inclined.
The son of a
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By Blondie, Following my lust for wander
Everywhere I've ever been,
I
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By Blondie, I used to get sick with solitude
I was always better
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By Blondie, Shayla worked in a factory
She wasn't history. She's just a
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By Blondie, What's all that commotion going on
The boy in the
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By Blondie, The bliss of the wild
The dark heat of your body
Black
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By Blondie, You close your eyes and you will see
Micro-flashing neon lights
Open
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By Blondie, Everytime i meet you at the feet of eros,
we'll
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By Blondie, I know a girl from a lonely street
Cold as ice
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By Blondie, Even though Jeff was worried
They weren't in a hurry
They planned
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By Blondie, Compliments and condiments added to the rest.
The sense of taste.
Delicious.
Only
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By Blondie, Circle high, circle low
Jammers fly, T-birds
You show, you show, whiplash
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By Blondie, Giant ants from space snuff the human race
Then they eat
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By Blondie, We want fun we wanna run
We want fun we gotta
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By Blondie, Twenty five tons of hardened steel rolls on no ordinary
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By Blondie, Everyday brings change
And the world puts on a new face
Certain
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By Blondie, The order came directly from the CIA
To start the following
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By Blondie, The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be
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By Blondie, never give up
yeah
never give up
The tide is high but I'm
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By Blondie, Fate points the finger
It is a double-barreled ringer
You're the one,
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By Blondie, I still can picture him
His hands in his back pockets
He
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By Blondie, La La La La La
La La La La La La
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By Blondie, Oh, oh, what are we gonna do
Union, Union, Union
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By Blondie, Oh, I don't want you to go
Oh, please don't leave
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By Blondie, We don't wear that uniform
Paper men from pages torn
Right off
