Why can't you see you torture me? You're already thinking 'bout someone else When he comes home you'll be in his arms And I'll be gone But I know, my day will come I know someday, I'll be the only one You wait for his spark You know it'll turn you on He's gonna make...
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Good times Good times Good times Oh baby, good times Good times Every time you need a Every time you Every time you rock the mic Keeping your head above water Making awake when you can Good times He's a better rip off Scratching off a Friday? Good times Ain't we lucky we got our...
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I'm a genie in a bottle baby, come, come, come on and let me out I'm a genie in a bottle baby, come, come, come on and let me out Thirteen miles down the road lives a young boy He's got jet black hair and blue greens eyes and he's mine And every now and...
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[Mark Hoppus with Tom DeLonge:] Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, turd, and twat Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, turd, and twat Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, turd, and twat Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, tits, fart, turd, and twat I fucked your mom [Tom DeLonge:]...
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I was cruising in my Stingray late one night When an XKE pulled up on the right And rolled down the window of his shiny new Jag And challenged me then and there to a drag I said, "You're on, buddy, my mill's running fine Let's come off the line, now, at Sunset and Vine...
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[Tom DeLonge:] On the floor of Tokyo Or down in London town to go, go With the record selection And the mirror's reflection I'm dancing with myself When there's no-one else in sight In the crowded lonely night Well I wait so long For my love vibration And I'm dancing with myself Oh oh dancing...
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[Tom DeLonge:] You guys wanna hear a song that I wrote about 4 days ago? You really don't have a choice so you might as well be into It [Mark Hoppus:] Yeah, you might as well act like you wanna hear it, 'cause otherwise we'll play it twice [Tom DeLonge:] Yeah, you bastards. Song goes...
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I always flirt with death I could kill, but I don't care about it I can face your threats Stand up tall and scream and shout about it I think I'm on another world with you (with you) I'm on another planet with you (with you) You always get under my skin I don't find...
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Oh Elise it doesn't matter what you say I just can't stay here every yesterday Like keep on acting out the same The way we act out Every way to smile Forget And make-believe we never needed Any more than this Any more than this Oh Elise it doesn't matter what you do I know...
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13 miles down the road lives a young boy He's got jet black hair and blue-green eyes And he's mine And every now and then, he and I Would sit together on the porch And I take off his pants And I fuck him from behind And I love him for his heart and soul...
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