Exhibition yourself, we¡¯ll hold a show on the shelf
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Now we can feel a change is on the way
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You¡¯re not a skin or a spiv
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boy who are you trying to kid
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you¡¯re jolly handsome, super,
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wizard, okay ?
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Would you resort to telling
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all your friends lies
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When they can see right through
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your flimsy disguise ?
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We all consider you far ouy
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so there can be a little doubt
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You¡¯re gonna make it in a big, big way
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Oh, we can feel a new existence beginning
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And the youbs have made a go at forgiving
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And the new man he appears to be winning
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What a shame, such a bore !
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I don¡¯t wanna turn on tonite
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Said I don¡¯t wanna turn on tonite
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You pat your hand in the air
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and when they ask you to say "Yeah"
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And they¡¯ll be happy to believe
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you¡¯re both kinds
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Then shake a fist or a leg
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and prove the image is dead
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Or the chances are you¡¯ll trip up their minds
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Oh you¡¯re too cute to be a big rock star
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But if you¡¯re cool you may not push it too far
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Oh just believe in yourself
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and take a tip from the elf
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And sing a boogie to the image fatale
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Oh, we can feel a new existence beginning
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And the youbs have made a go at forgiving
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And the new man he appears to be winning
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What a shame, such a bore !
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I don¡¯t wanna turn on tonite
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Said I don¡¯t wanna turn on tonite
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You feel Loretta¡¯s deep breaths,
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you put a hand on her breast
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You feel her come on like some movie-star chick
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You slide her body across,
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you fight so hard to be boss
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But sweet Loretta, she knows all the tricks
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So you perform like it¡¯s your very best show
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You turn her on but she¡¯s never gonna know
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Then you can shuffle your hips
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or M-M-Mae West lips
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But you¡¯re the same old thing we¡¯ve always known
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Oh, we can feel a new existence beginning
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And the youbs have made a go at forgiving
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And the new man he appears to be winning
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What a shame, such a bore !
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I don¡¯t wanna turn on tonite
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Said I don¡¯t wanna turn on tonite
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MIRROR FREAK
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Steve Harley |