(Elvis Costello)
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I've been on tenterhooks
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Ending in dirty looks,
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Listen to the muzak,
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Thinking 'bout this 'n' that.
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She said that's that.
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I don't wanna chitter-chat.
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Turn it down a little bit
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Or turn it down flat.
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Pump it up, when you don't really need it.
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Pump it up, until you can feel it.
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Down in the pleasure centre,
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Hell bent or heaven sent,
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Listen to the propaganda,
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Listen to the latest slander.
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There's nothing underhand
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That she wouldn't understand.
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Pump it up, until you can feel it.
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Pump it up, when you don't really need it.
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She's been a bad girl.
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She's like a chemical.
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Though you try to stop it,
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She's like a narcotic.
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You wanna torture her.
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You wanna talk to her.
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All the things you bought for her,
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Putting up your temperature.
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Pump it up, until you can feel it.
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Pump it up, when you don't really need it.
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Out in the fashion show,
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Down in the bargain bin,
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You put your passion out
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Under the pressure pin.
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Fall into submission,
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Hit-and-run transmission.
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No use wishing now for any other sin.
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Pump it up, until you can feel it.
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Pump it up, when you don't really need it.
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Pump it up, until you can feel it.
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Pump it up, when you don't really need it.
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Pump it up, until you can feel it.
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Pump it up, when you don't really need it.
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You don't really need it
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You don't really need it
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You don't really need it
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Pump It Up
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| Status Quo |
