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When the neon lights shine down,
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and there's no one else around,
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whatcha gonna do when the clock strikes two,
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and all the freaks come out,
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On the ave....
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When you're on the ave...
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Now I got a reason for breathin,
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goodbye Hollywood and hello Cleveland.
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I didn't tell my girl I was leavin,
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packed my bags, jumped in the Lincoln.
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Suicide doors more to the meaning,
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Four on the floor, three on the tree and,
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I'm doin' speed on the 405 freeway,
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Officer give a white boy some leeway.
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Downtown with the he-say she-say,
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Don't mean nothin cause the he-she's cliche.
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Downtown where your dreams just decay,
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$40 for a $20 for a BJ
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But uptown they play my CD's
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Girls wanna fuck me, boys wanna be me.
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Who's Mickey, she said, and smiled in a special way.
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[Chorus]
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Now I'm gonna keep on creepin'
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Latchkey kids gettin' high all weekend.
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Lookin past the hood of my Fleetwood,
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Jesus on the dash and the king on the speaker.
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You can find me in the back of the theater like
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Pee Wee Herman, holdin my weiner.
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I ain't seen her since the milk went bad
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and I didn't mean to beat her is what I told her dad..
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Round town it's a stone cold fact,
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Avalon got a gun in his lap.
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Round town you can hear the clap,
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when I take the stage, and shake my ass.
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Out of town you can feel the heat,
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when my bus pulls up and steals your freaks.
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Out of town you can feel the noise,
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come on girls, rock your boys!
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[Chorus x2]
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Now I'm gonna speak on freedom,
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do what you like fuck other people.
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They tell you what you're supposed to do,
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how about your girl do me, and you do you.
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Now kick rocks before you get shot,
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in the back of the head all you heard was POP
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Goes to weasel cause the weasel smoke rock,
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Hypodermic needle paramedic on the block.
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Chop your body up, drop it off the dock,
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why you gotta go and call the mothafuckin cops?
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It's too late babe it could've been great,
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but you had to go and stab me in the back with a steak knife.
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Late night, waste away,
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Chain smokin' til the drapes turn grey.
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Cocaine helps me face the day,
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and then the pills wash the pain away.
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I won't be blamed for your mistakes,
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burned at the stake,
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for God's sake.
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[Chorus]
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On The...
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| Mickey Avalon |
