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Young Ones
Bright lights call the young kids to the city Fluttering like junebugs round the flame Dazzled by themselves and looking pretty Summoning their nemesis by the name
Chorus: And the young ones live at danger Because it looks like so much fun Young ones deaf and blind to anyone Who isn't young
Jolly Roger offers party favors Grinning it's the least that he can do Seems to know his way around in the darkness Find him in your pockets, checkin you
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Lipstick lover she lies on my piano Weeping when I'm too close to the truth All the men who loved her, just to leave her Wondering what happened to her youth
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