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HARD-FI >> Merchandise Links
HARD-FI
Oh where I come from I just don't conform Get me out of here! Leave the boredom behind Wanna see those bright lights Get this thing in gear Yeah... So we'll ride in my car Follow the star Drive on into town With the stereo lit ??? Might think I went there down down You get your boots on... You get your boots on... And all boys and girls sing (Na na na na na na) Straight out of West London (Na na na na na na) Just like a loaded gun (Na na na na na na) The cognoscenti don't like us Don't like us! (Na na na na na na) We'll hit the strip tonight (Na na na na na na) Your eyes are burning so bright (Na na na na na na) Can't you feel the blood rush, baby Tied up too tight! Wa-ah-ah-ah-ahah Tell me can you feel it Feel the city breathing Feel its beating heart No superstition Just cold ambition It's time to make a mark Oh... You get your boots on... You get your boots on... And all boys and girls sing (Na na na na na na) Straight out of West London (Na na na na na na) Just like a loaded gun (Na na na na na na) The cognoscenti don't like us Don't like us! (Na na na na na na) We'll hit the strip tonight (Na na na na na na) Your eyes are burning so bright (Na na na na na na) Can't you feel the blood rush, baby Tied up too tight! Tied up too tight... Tied up too tight... And all boys and girls sing (Na na na na na na) Straight out of West London (Na na na na na na) Just like a loaded gun (Na na na na na na) The cognoscenti don't like us Don't like us! (Na na na na na na) We'll hit the strip tonight (Na na na na na na) Your eyes are burning so bright (Na na na na na na) Can't you feel the blood rush, baby Tied up too tight! Tied up too tight... Tied up too tight...
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