Oh yeah
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It's been ten years, half my life
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Just getting ready but then it was time
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Warpage in the figures, radios appear
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Midnight was the barrier, back in 1963
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Each night, the covers were unfolded
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Each night, It's Susy's turn to ride
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While Charles, the one they call her brother
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Covers on his eyes, murmurs in the background
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It will be time...
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Oh yeah
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Susan and her brother, Charles the grinning boy
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Put me in the backseat, and they took me for a ride
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Yeah, the radio was on, can't you dig the locomotion
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Kingdoms of the radio, 45 RPM
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Too much revolution then...
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Each night,
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Each night, It's Susy's turn to ride
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While Charles, the one they call her brother
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Covers on his eyes, murmurs in the background
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It will be time...
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It's past midnight said Charles the grinning boy
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And looking at me greedily, said it's 1964
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In times square now, the people do the polka
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Dominance....Submission...radios appear
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New Year's eve, it was the final barrier
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Dominance....Submission...radios appear
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We took you up and put you in the back seat
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Dominance....Submission...radios appear
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Form year to year we looked out for the venture
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Dominance....Submission...radios appear
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Dominance....Submission (repeat ad nauseam)
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Dominance And Submission
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| Blue Oyster Cult |
