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Gotta get rid of the kid cause the kid's a crowdGotta get rid of the kid cause the kid's too loudEvery time my time finds time for a wireHe's all night, he's all night, he's all night, he's all nightLast night John walked home with Mary LouJohn said to Mary, "Well I know what to do."He said, "My place is the right place for us two."He's all right, he's all right, he's all right, he's all rightI can feel your love running down my spineI can feel your love mixing up with mine. Oh!But here comes the kid come knocking on my doorWell, hey kid -- the kid's a crowdWe gotta get rid of the kidHey kid! The kid's too loudWe gotta get rid of the kidIs my lady lonely, and I can tell her onlyHe's all right, he's all right, he's all rightHe's all right, he's all right, he's all right, he's all rightOh I can feel your love run down my spineAnd I can feel your love mixing up with mine. Oh.But here comes the kid come knocking on my doorHey kid! The kid's a crowdWe gotta get rid of the kidHey kid! The kid's too loudWe gotta get rid of the kidHey kid! What'dya want anywayWe gotta get rid of the kidHey kid!We gotta get rid of the kid(Oh wow. Hey kid. What'dya need? Candy? Here's a quarter, beat it. You'reworse than a hangover. I got a hangover. It hurts. It hurts bad.)
Gotta get rid of the kid cause the kid's a crowdGotta get rid of the kid cause the kid's too loudEvery time my time finds time for a wireHe's all night, he's all night, he's all night, he's all nightLast night John walked home with Mary LouJohn said to Mary, "Well I know what to do."He said, "My place is the right place for us two."He's all right, he's all right, he's all right, he's all rightI can feel your love running down my spineI can feel your love mixing up with mine. Oh!But here comes the kid come knocking on my doorWell, hey kid -- the kid's a crowdWe gotta get rid of the kidHey kid! The kid's too loudWe gotta get rid of the kidIs my lady lonely, and I can tell her onlyHe's all right, he's all right, he's all rightHe's all right, he's all right, he's all right, he's all rightOh I can feel your love run down my spineAnd I can feel your love mixing up with mine. Oh.But here comes the kid come knocking on my doorHey kid! The kid's a crowdWe gotta get rid of the kidHey kid! The kid's too loudWe gotta get rid of the kidHey kid! What'dya want anywayWe gotta get rid of the kidHey kid!We gotta get rid of the kid(Oh wow. Hey kid. What'dya need? Candy? Here's a quarter, beat it. You'reworse than a hangover. I got a hangover. It hurts. It hurts bad.)