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Ant Rap
Put some wax on the trax and slide on onto here. Hane, hane, hane, hane, hane. . Hatchets in the corner ears to the ground. Improve to the groove, get down to the sound.
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Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni. Just stay out of my face. And get out of this place. Stop pulling my string. If you want a nice face. Boy. None so dull as spoken word.
Yours, Yours, Yours
I will love you. Each day of my life. And when I die. They can fetch them a knife. Cut me open. . Written on my brain. And in my heart. They'll find a name.
Young, Dumb Full Of It
Have a lucky charm and a usual crew. And a wild guitar 'cos it's good for you. Get a pair of legs about three feet long. And a dangerous Jane to lay kisses on.
Vive Le Rock
Bang bang you're dead, did not, did too. Stop diddy-bopping buddy, bouncing Betty on you. Bang bang you're dead, did not, did too. Stop diddy-bopping buddy, bouncing Betty on you.
Try This For Sighs
I call 'round your house. I try on your phone but you cry. Leave me alone, leave me alone. Leave me alone, leave me alone. Leave me, leave me, leave me.
Spanish Games
Now I don't go to much on names. No, I don't go to much on names. When there's Spanish games. You can play if you want to. . Always try to look our best.
Something Girls
Every girl is a something girl. Every girl is a something girl. Every girl is a something girl. Shes got something, she's got something. . Every girl is a something girl.
Scorpio Rising
The Greek, the Gypsy, the Italian. And the pole, took a look around. Chewed up the gauntlet, spat it out. Raised them to the ground. . Scorpio rising.
Rip Down
Rip down, up and down. The night kept coming in. There was nothing I could do. To stop your suffering. . Well, it hardly does you fair. Headlines made from potty chairs.
Razor Keen
Well, it's a dopey mopey. Doop-de-boop civilian time. It's all mine and it's a dopey mopey. . Doop-de-boop civilian time. It's all mine, crinkum crankum.
Place In The Country
All I thought I wanted was a front door. All I thought I wanted was a place in the country. Now I realize I wanted so much more. Some I love but you I adore.
P. O. E.
Damn your eyes, Mr. Khruschev. Don't go dropping bombs on here. 'Cause if you start dropping bombs over here. We're gonna have to drop some bombs over there.
No Zap
Adam ant/marco pirroni. . You can hang me by the neck. Till I'm dead, dead, dead. Kiss my mouth until it's red, red, red. Now is the time honey, this is the place.
Navel To Neck
Give me your hand, here is mine. Better in the open. It's showtime, let's call the tune. . He's her baby boy. Navel to neck. Give me your mouth. I want to kiss you.
Montreal
Lay him down inside the car. Boston en route, not too far. Down another bleak highway. Soothes the morning pain away. . What had passed the night before.
Miss Thing
Miss Thing, what you got to say?. We saw a honey just the other day. A wild cat, a loud shirt. Thinking up stuff just too different. . Wa, la, ba, loomba, wa, la, ba, loomba.
Making History
A new royal family. A wild nobility. We are the family. . I feel beneath the white. There is a redskin suffering. From centuries of taming. . No method in our madness.
Made Of Money
You think that I'm made of money. You've got something coming honey. Ain't no land of milk and honey. My accountant thinks that's funny. . Instead of trying to use your brains.
Libertine
A word from her is worth ten from me. Her main concern is honesty. She beat the selfishness right out of me. The wild eyed child. She's my Libertine. .
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