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Let me put my arms around your head Gee, its hot, lets go to bed Dont forget to turn on the light Dont laugh babe, itll be alright Pour me out another phone Ill ring and see if your friends are home Perhaps the strange ones in the dome Can lend us a book we can read up alone nd try to get it on like once before When people stared in Jaggers eyes and scored Like the video films we saw His name was always Buddy And hed shrug and ask to stay And shed sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid And turn her face away Shes uncertain if she likes him But she knows she really loves him Its a crash course for the ravers Its a Drive-In Saturday Jung, the foreman, prayed at work That neither hands nor limbs would brust Its hard enough to keep formation With this fall-out saturation Cursing at the Astronette That stands in steel by his cabinet Hes crashing out with Sylvian The Bureau Supply for ageing men With snorting head he gazes to the shore Which once had raised a sea that raged no more Like the video films he saw His name was always Buddy And hed shrug and ask to stay And shed sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid And turn her face away Shes uncertain if she likes him But she knows she really loves him Its a crash course for the ravers Its a Drive-In Saturday
