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The Flaming Lips( Flaming Lips )
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Fryin' Up (Remastered)
All right!
Turn around in the perfect day Without my babies I could get nowhere I run a long time, people stare I'll get the bus and my legs will tear
Frying up on Easter Sunday Blowing off everything on Monday
Well everything was half past noon All the tussle, baby, on your boots I want to move you but I just don't care Get to pushing on an electric chair
Frying up on Easter Sunday Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Blowing off everything on Monday
Take it!
I keep on running, yes, it's such a thrill I feel like heaven when I touch your hair I'm in your arms and in your stare Get to pushing on an electric chair
Frying up on Easter Sunday Blowing off everything on Monday
Frying up on Easter Sunday Frying up on Easter Sunday
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