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(Joan Jett/Reggie Griffin/Eddie Morris/William Adler)

I will not take off my clothes
I will not be rude
For what I have done
Is come to rock you
(Joan Jett/Reggie Griffin/Eddie Morris/William Adler)

I will not take off my clothes
I will not be rude
For what I have done
Is come to rock you
(Joan Jett/Kenny Laguna/Bob Halligan/Ricky Byrd)

Black streak on the boulevard
Another place they don't let you stay
White rain fallin' cold-n-hard
She's got another fantasy 
She lives in flat number twenty three 
Picked first prize for carnival queen 
And now she takes her clothes off
the satellite feed repaired. Hm... In the meantime, we now go live to Joan Carr at the Hellbender Plaza. Joan?...
[Joan:] Sam! I'm standing here with thousands
dreams

Land land of Liberty we're run
By a constipated man
When you live in the past
You refuse to see
When your daughter comes home nine months
clarification? 
Class: No. 
Teacher: Values clarification is where your little minds decide which lives are worth living and which lives are worth...ahem... not
American, resistance is the game!)

Two pigs wearing suits
Brought the news
That I'm wanted by the bank

They say the rent is due
Caesar's onto you
So you
like that y'all

Cruisin' down the street in my jett-black Volvo
Rockin' to the radio playin' [song name]
Heads all turn as I drive by
As I wave
consideration and a little love
And she wants from us what she gives for free
A little consideration

I've seen true lovers fight, I've been a liar
I've seen
By Stephen Stills
I got a fire
Deep within me burning
I'd be a liar

If I didn't tell you so
A live wire sparklin' around me
Couldn't tire
You get a little bit homesick
You get a little bit wasted
I get a little bit locked inside your
Dumpster-diving primitive heart

Like fire,
by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of em pull through but one didn't, son's finished
You took
from distance when the name rings bells you feel the suction
So in order to survive while going to J-Live
realize to speak wise by the way your lyrics
your company
I am lonely
People come, people go
They put on their little shows
See them laugh, see them cry
See them live their little lies
I'm alone
a showroom.

Now they are spreading out the blankets on the beach. 
That weatherman is a liar. 
He said it would be raining but it is clear and blue as far
walk by
We're all just sinners living for the fall
I once read Him on the subway wall
It said some day that little boy of yours
Is going to save
In the mind of god
The dead sleeping lie
And the little cogs though unmoving
Hover over the turning wheel
All life's a farce
The broken bird is
Let's do it
Workin' all week 9 to 5 for my money
So when the weekend comes I go get live with the honey
Rollin' down the street I saw this girl
Let's do it
Workin' all week 9 to 5 for my money
So when the weekend comes I go get live with the honey
Rollin' down the street I saw this girl
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Let's do it
Workin' all week 9 to 5 for my money
So when the weekend comes I go get live with the honey
him by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of 'em pull through, but one didn't, son's finished
You took
a little something like this (goes a little something like this)
Little miss muffet sat on her tuffet, eating her porridge away
Then along came a liar
Sat
desires

When I see that from above
I cannot carry on
No heart deserves to be
Controlled by the hand of a liar

A lot, he promised me
But little I received
of the yea for cells ? tell like
Throw away Gats bubble gum pimps 
And two dollar bitches on my nut sack
And it was all a part of being young
My little