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DJ Naughty Presents One Naughty Night in Berlin (DJ Naughty) · Naughty Naughty (Porcelain Black) · Naughty Naughty (Porcelain Black) · Naughty Boys [Naughty Boys Instrumental] (Yellow Magic Orchestra) · Naughty Baby (Adam Makowicz) · Naughty Operetta/Plays for Fancy Dancin' (Billy May) · 19 Naughty III (Naughty by Nature) · 19 Naughty Nine: Nature's Fury (Naughty by Nature) · Naughty but Nice: Bad Girls of Movie Musicals (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Naughty Operetta! (Billy May & His Orchestra) – and 90 other albums »


He's a twentieth century boy
With his hands on the rails
Trying not to be sick again
And holding on for tomorrow

London ice cracks
He's a twentieth century boy
With his hands on the rails
Trying not to be sick again
And holding on for tomorrow

London ice cracks
He's a twentieth century boy
With his hands on the rails
Trying not to be sick again
And holding on for tomorrow

London ice cracks
should be on by now
We should be on by now
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La la la
La la la la la
La la la
La la la la la
La la la
La la la la la
La la la
La la la la la

I just can't get you out of my head
Boy
I am just a poor boy
Though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles, such are promises
All lies
I am just a poor boy
Though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles, such are promises
All lies
La la la
La la la la la
La la la
La la la la la
La la la
La la la la la
La la la
La la la la la

I just can't get you out of my head
Boy
I am just a poor boy
Though my story's seldom told,
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles, such are promises
All lies
La la la
La la la la la
La la la
La la la la la
La la la
La la la la la
La la la
La la la la la

I just can't get you out of my head
Boy
I am just a poor boy
Though my story's seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles, such are promises
All lies
La is a great big freeway
Many girls have come to you
With a line that was untrue
And you just passed them by

And now your innocent to whim
an uncle of Wayne's
We drove eight hundred miles without seeing a cop
We got rock and roll music blasting off the T-top, singing

Sha la la
Sha la la la
LA is a great big freeway

Many girls have come to you
With a line that was untrue
And you just passed them by

And now your innocent to whim
you out of my head 
Boy, your lovin' is all I think about 
I just can't get you out of my head 
Boy, its more than I dare to think about

La, la
you out of my head 
Boy, your lovin' is all I think about 
I just can't get you out of my head 
Boy, its more than I dare to think about

La, la
Written by danny kirwan.


When you say
That you know
Of all the good times to come

When you say
That there'll alway be
You and me

When I say
That
Oh sweet mindfuck lady 
Please love me like you do 
Plagued by an image of days long gone 
Flies on my dick 

Never sit alone on a hit sticky
hand  

Man has alway wanted a woman by his side
To keep him company
Women always knew that it takes a man to get
Matrimony and harmony
Everybody
you out of my head 
Boy, your lovin' is all I think about 
I just can't get you out of my head 
Boy, its more than I dare to think about

La, la
presents by the score 
She'd take each lad for all he had 
And then she'd take him to the door.

Tra la la la la she'd always say 
Tra la la la la in
you out of my head 
Boy, your lovin' is all I think about 
I just can't get you out of my head 
Boy, its more than I dare to think about

La, la
you from a little boy
He'll be alright, he's by my side
He's not a little boy, he's my pride and joy
Sha la la la

Sha la la la, sha la la la, I'm going
know that she loves me
I love Jennifer Eccles
I know that she loves me

La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la

I
la la la la

I used to carry her satchels
She used to walk by my side
But when we got to her doorstep
Her dad wouldn't let me inside

One Monday