Here I come again
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It is the end of the night
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And baby stuck out tonight
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Oh but to her strange vibes
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To make her feel alright
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For baby's feeling sick
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Well now she tried so hard
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So hard to be hip
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She's shooting stars
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With her friends
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She's shooting stars
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Till the end
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What is the time of day
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She thinks she's really hip
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Oh it can be so maim
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If you wanna play that game
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Why don't you listen to me
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Don't go out tonight
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Don't go out with no boys
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Oh your heads always to the ground baby
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On the scrounge at the peppermint ground
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Baby's feeling sense
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Well now she tried so hard
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So hard to be hip
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She's shooting stars
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With her friends
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She's shooting stars
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Till the end
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What is the time of day
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She thinks she's really hip
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Well you wanna play the fool
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You wanna be so cruel
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You wanna shoot that hero
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Oh don't you know that baby
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Revolution or maim
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It is the end of the night
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And baby stopped out tonight
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To many sing marks on her hearts
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To do her any more harm
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Baby's feeling sick
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They tracked her down
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And she tried so hard
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So hard to be hip
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She's shooting stars
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With her friends
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She's shooting stars
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Till the end
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She's shooting stars
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With her friends
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She's shooting stars
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Till the end
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Come on, be her friend
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You know she's in my trust
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You know she's in my strong
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Shooting Stars
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Billy Idol |