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The Greek, the Gypsy, the Italian
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And the Pole, took a look around
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Chewed up the gauntlet,
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Spat it out
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Raised them to the ground
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Scorpio rising (rise)
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Four young men, greasy hair
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Don't know zip
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Leather jackets, big packets
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Into it, into it
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Scorpio rising (rise)
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Scorpio rising (rise)
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Knock 'em dead sweetie, then sock four
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My body, cha-cha, and orf
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Four young men on big bad bikes
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Ben Hur daddy argent!
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Scorpio rising (rise)
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Give me a flash of white white skin
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Above the stocking part
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Cool it with the jewels, appreciate
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The world finest work of art
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Four young men a-come through hot
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The last of the moccasins
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Don't sit around with their chi-chi friends
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And talk
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Scorpio rising (rise)
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| Adam Ant |
