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I turned the volume up this morning
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Till there was ringing in my ears
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I haven't felt this good in years
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Another villain on the cover
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Of every major magazine
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The victim somewhere in between
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See how they twist and shout
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And as I'm searching for the story
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Subscription card falls to the floor
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I'm losing interest more and more
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To pick it up I'm bending over
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Out of the corner of my eye
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I see a pair of blazing thighs
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See how they twist and shout
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See how they twist and shout
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I straighten up to look her over
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And up my back a shooting pain
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It's bound to settle im my brain
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Another villain on the cover
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Of every major magazine
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The victim somewhere in between
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See how they twist and shout
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See how they twist and shout
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Villains
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The Verve Pipe |