A black six tockies ready for rockin'
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That's all your mama needs
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They get close to dyin', overboard and flyin'
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You're all she ever wanted to be
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Gonna spread your wings and do wicked little things
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Almost ready to fly
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Into the night take a careful bite
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Of what is never foreseen
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Mother tries buyin' off the law
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Begging for guidance in us all
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But you got fire inside your brain
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And that's as cool as it gets
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Every time she hears a knock it's more than enough
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To feel paranoid again
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Might be Frankie, baby bad Jordan
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Fallen is ready to sin
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Give a little give, give a little tea
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Her mama's back on her knees
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You're so excited, illuminated lighted
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Up like a Christmas tree
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Mother keeps tryin' to inspire the lord
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Begging for guidance in us all
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But you got fire inside your brain
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And that's as cool as it gets
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Ride from the slow, you're ridin' in the fastest lane
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Ain't no turnin' back to where you've always been
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Take my advice because all life's just a lonely game
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Just go ahead
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Go ahead, tonight's your night baby
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Right from the start, you're bangin' for the fastest lane
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Ain't no turnin' back to where you've always been
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Take my advice because all life's just a lonely game
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Just go ahead
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Go ahead, tonight's your night baby
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Cool as it gets
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Cool as it gets
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Cool as it gets
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Cool as it gets
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Cool as it gets
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Cool as it gets
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Cool As It Gets
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| Golden Earring |
