Sweat-soaked to the bone, two more hours, she'll head home.
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Wash off her tattoos, take a shower.
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Transpiration, frustration, scares me.
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Rock on Rock on
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What is she on, benzedrine?
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Have you seen?
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Suburban elite. Daddy's girl.
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She drives German, now she's learning to kiss French.
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She's every dweeb's godess, Debbie!
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She just wants to rock on.
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She just needs to jump up.
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She just wants to rock on!
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You said I'm a loser, that's ok.
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Won't play in hardcore bands for all of my life...NOT
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And if you leave me, I won't cry.
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Five knuckles shuffle Debbie, right on.
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The disco keeps playing her song.
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She just wants to rock on.
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She just needs to jump up.
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She just wants to rock on!
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Chorus (she ain't cool, she ain't rad, Debbie she is such a spaz).
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Rock On!
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| Janez Detd |
