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I Love You - Erasure

"You made your bed, now lie in it. You masochist of mayhem. This mortal coil is up for grabs in danger forever. I would swear that there must be a thousand personalities inside you head now I would swear"

She Chameleon - Fish

"Sheltering her ego on the edge of the floodlight's arc She'll contemplate seduction, calculate the catch When she moved her presence speared me When she spoke her words ensnared me Watch the lizard, watch"

North Of Darkness - Tyla

"The pagan rites of the wild bunch they stare at me from afar Pointing the finger of evidence as I rage in my car I drive around the city looking for victims to use I drag them down with me in my world"

Hot Girls, Bad Boys - Bad Boys Blue

"Bad Boys Blue Miscellaneous Hot Girls, Bad Boys They're talking in the neighborhood, about a sexy hips. OW! She looks a bit like Hollywood. Wait till you hear her lips. He's from the other side of town,"

Westchester Hadassah - Sherman Allan

"(parody of "Winchester Cathedral" by The New Vaudeville Band) No more-a my dough, No more-a my dough, No more-a my dough-de-o-dough. Westchester Hadassah, I gave all my dough. I'll give you one more thing: A"

Starstruck - Auteurs, The

"Auteurs, The New Wave Starstruck First child And a showbiz son Always hide Where you come from Mother got out rehab And i was born I was starstruck When i was young Its never to soon To tread the boards I"

Over The Edge - The Kinks

"Everybody is a victim of society Comedy, tragedy, vaudeville and variety Pantomime players in the grand tradition Winners and losers till the intermission Girl, I know the world's a stage That's"

Southern Son - Bruce Springsteen

"Born on the Hudson, twenty-two years gone Bred and raised in the City From my daddy's knee I learned the Union songs But Grandma sang lullabies of Dixie And though the Northern winter fills my heart with"

We Must Look - Marc Almond

"I've had my fill of ugly words I've had my fill of lies When the only truth or beauty now Is deep within your thighs The roses are in bloom my dear I haven't any fear That you'll love me Like you did last"

Pads, Paws & Claws - Elvis Costello

"She's a feline tormentor, not any vaudeville wife But with a drunk-town lament he leads her a miserable life But when he's full of that beer-champagne She pads, paws, pads, paws and claws And if he should"

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