i Got a song stuck in my head
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walking down street #9 i sing it out loud
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with my friends and were all having a good time
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we all waited for weeks now we're hangin on the street in NYC
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we gotta go to the show ever though
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were all underage. Outside the firehall
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in PA it rained on 300 kids all
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day when the cops shut it down no one
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went away we're gonna play no matter
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what they say. 3 or 4 people showed up in
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Alburquerque the alternator died
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somewhere between Mankato and Rapid city
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Strangers in some strange lands
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in LA the enchiladas made us sick but that's ok.
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Growing up we didn't
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wanna be like them it was tough to know
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who were our friends killing time
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playing basements way back when in
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alot of ways nothing's changed from now
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and then some say they've been left out
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i wonder why they still hang
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around i wonder where these sure things
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could be then i realized that
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somehow i found them in me
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we're gonna play no matter what they say.
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The Nerds, The Freaks And The Romantics
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| Bouncing Souls |
