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Make It Sweaty
03:12
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I woke up this morning in a heat
so overbearing down from my head to my feet
and I know I shouldn’t worry, I know I should be fine
but I wake up feeling worse than i did in the nighttime
gabba gabba hey, hey ho lets go
out to the distant valley’s that we don’t even know
we’ll find a certain light amid all of the darkness
take a certain piss out of all of the stress
the naysayers say it’s only rock n roll
the ramones are the only therapy I know
ya turn it up loud and bounce up and down
ya gotta make it make it sweaty to shake away the throes
remember walking through the sand when you’re out in the streets
moving forward to the beat of another(s) heavy feet
ya gotta keep a smile, ya gotta shake some hands
gotta hide away the bitter and throw away the sad
walking through this life ain’t always as it seems
the kids don’t always have their say and I’ll never let it be
you wake up in the morning and feel the way you feel
cause the three chords inside you can never be killed
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Can't Talk To You
02:34
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I've got a problem, I don't know what to say
Hey, hey, hey
Never ever, ever, ever......gonna talk to you
Can't talk to you
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American Girl
03:02
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that girl walking down the street
she’s got a swagger that just can’t be beat
she’ll be the death of you, she thinks that’s neat
she’ll kill ya as she shuffles her feet
american girl
she’s gonna rule your world
that girl she wants to dance all night
she’s got nothing even in her sights
that girl she’s got all the clothes you wanna wear
she is the devil with the jet black hair
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90's Swagger
02:50
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I’ve got that boom boom boom
I’ve got that shake shake shake
I’ve got that hey hey hey
I’ve got that double take
stepping in my bks
slapping on my brace
turning up my walkman
I’ve never felt so safe
I gotta get out, gotta get out of here
I gotta make my way back about two dozen years
I guess I just wasn’t made for these times
never asked for this kind of living, my so called life
rocking in my starter
flannel on my waist
ya hear that new cassingle
it’s only a taste but
I’ll probably buy the album
dang what a waste
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Surfing beach party!
Have fun!
Let's go!
I'm not having fun.
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