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Backyard Babies Total 13 Look At You (borg, dregen) 1, 2, 3, 4 Look at you, man, look at the band Look at the day, dont throw it away I need a pill and a coffee re-fill And everything is gonna be alright I swear Look at your cat and your eighty square flat Look at your view over stockholms zoo Maybe youre wrong but maybe im right `cause i guess im born black and white You know you could be a rock n roll star No matter who you are Its all the same `cause youre a real dead end Thats what you are Believe im gonna have myself a ball And i dont care if you dont like How i act when im on top of your wife Im going down, im running up Im walking zig-zag and im tripping too much So hold your fire, im coming through Ive gotta kill another bottle of doom Now everybody wanna dance with you I cannot dance `cause my boots are stuck with glue Everybody wanna talk too much But all i want is you Look at your amount on your credit card account A billion dollar tour but i just go for Heads up, legs up, stay-ups, fuck-ups `cause everything is gonna be alright, right Well, i said, right, right, right Thats what you are Thats what you are Believe im gonna have myself a ball And i dont care if you dont like How i act when im on top of your wife Im going down, im running up Im walking zig-zag and im tripping too much So hold your fire, im coming through Ive gotta kill another bottle of doom Im going down, im running up Im walking zig-zag and im tripping too much So hold your fire, im coming through Ive gotta kill another bottle of doom Now everybody wanna dance with you I cannot dance `cause my boots are stuck with glue Everybody wanna talk too much But all i want is you Yeah, all i want is you So why cant i have you |
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