Suburban kid, ya got no name
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Two ton(e) baby and ya got no brain
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I bet you're only happy in suburbian dreams
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But I'm only laughing cause you ain't in my scheme
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Hey baby
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I love you
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I love you
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I love you
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I only ever listen when you're on the phone
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From your safety where you sit at home
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When I got nothin' better to do
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Then there is always you
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Cause you're good for my shoe
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Hey baby
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I love you
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I love you
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I love you
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I'm in love
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Yeah in love
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Oh, can't you feel it?
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No I don't like where you come from
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It's just a satellite of London
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And when you look me in the eye
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Just remember that I wanna die
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Hey baby
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I love you
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I love you
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I love you
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You're the name but you can't tell
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Lookin' like you just came outta hell
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How did ya figure that'd you'd any use?
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All you're gonna get is my abuse
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Hey baby
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I love you
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I love you
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I love you
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I love you
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Satellite
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| The Sex Pistols |
