Oh, She's an eight ball,
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She's a'rollin faster than a white wall,
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She's got an avalanche packed in a snowball,
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She's losin' all the leeches like a stonewall,
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She's loaded up,
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She's the underdog,
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Gonna take a mighty swipe
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At the high hog,
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While'a sippin on her tricks in a thick fog,
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Makin eyes at the girls like bullfrogs,
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I'm telling you, sir,
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(Chorus)
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She's comin up from,
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comin up from, comin up,
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comin up from behind,
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Yeah, She's comin up from,
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comin up from, comin up,
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comin up from behind,
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You'd like her hanging
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Like a sneaker on a live wire, dangling,
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While your Wall Street pockets are jangling
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With the hollow jackpot of your rich kid games,
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It's a longshot,
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She's got a truth and a tongue for a slingshot,
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But she's takin' steady aim
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At the bigshot,
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It's hard to miss the rolling-polies
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On the blacktop,
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You better watch your turf,
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(Chorus)
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She's comin up from,
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comin up from, comin up,
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comin up from behind,
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Yeah,
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She's comin up from,
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comin up from, comin up,
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comin up from behind,
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You had her hanging
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Like a sneaker on a live wire, dangling,
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While your golden-lined pockets were jangling
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With the hollow jackpot of your wicked games,
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She caught your sick lie,
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It was creepin in the shadow of your white smile,
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Lurking underneath the cover of your bedroom eyes,
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Well, you're greasin' up plans for your small-fry,
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You wanna talk it up, to you
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Well you're floatin like a royal balloon -- oh,
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Your ego's swollen to the size of the moon, well,
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I think you found somebody to cut you down to size.
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Well well,
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Yeah,
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She's comin up from,
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comin up from, comin up,
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comin up from behind,
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Yeah,
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She's comin up from,
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comin up from, comin up,
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comin up from behind,
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She's comin up from,
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comin up from, comin up,
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comin up from behind,
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Yeah,
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She's comin up from,
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comin up from, comin up,
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comin up from behind X-2
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Comin' Up From Behind
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| Marcy Playground |
