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Backyard Babies - Look At You
Look at you man, Look at the band
Look at the day don´t throw it away
I need a pill and a coffee refill
and everything is gonna be alright
I swear! look at your cat and
your eighty square flat look at your
view over Stockholm zoo
maybe you´re wrong but maybe i´m right
cause I guess I´m born black & white
you could be a r´n´r-star no matter who
you are but it´s all the same cause you´re a real
dead end that´s what you are. belive i´m gonna have
myself a ball and i don´t careif you don´t like how I act
when i´m on top on your wife i´m goingdown i´m running
up I walking zig-zag and i´m tripping to much so hold fire
i´m commin trough I´ve gotta kill another bottle og doom
now everybody wanna dance with you i can not dance cause
my boots are stuck with glue everybody wanna talk to much
but all i want i you. Look at your count on your credit-card
amount a billion tour but i just go for-heads up, legs down, stay-ups,
fuck-ups cause everything gonna be alright
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