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Classy
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Du Santiago/Laverne
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We're
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On our backs
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Looking up at the satrs
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We
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Have a laugh
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Falling down
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Scratching cars
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Watch your backs
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Hide your knives
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I'm the fastest man alive
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We make things out of sin
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With blood and human skin
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We never see the sights
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We're out to late at night
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We
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Don't need you
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We go out
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By ourselves
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We catch the bus
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Into town
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Into hell
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Break your heart
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Break your face
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Not that much to look at anyway
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We make things out of dust
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So we can smash them up
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We never see the sights
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We're out too late at night
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Now you know that my lips thick
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I'll write on your shirt
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Make the words look like pictures
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And that's just the start
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Of it all
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WE'VE GOT CLASS
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WE'VE GOT STYLE
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We're on our backs
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Looking up at the stairs
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We have a laugh falling down
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Scratching cars
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Watch your backs
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Hide the knives
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I'm the fastest man alive
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We make things out of sin
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With blood and human skin
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We never see the sights
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We're out to late at night
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So we can smash them up
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da da da da da da
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WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT CLASS
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WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT CLASS
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WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT CLASS
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Classy
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| Kenickie |
