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I'm sick of being alone
When are you coming home?
Just a glimpse of your face
I can remember smelling your hair
I'll meet you anywhere
Somewhere that no one can retrace
Somewhere where no one will know our faces
She has two arms to hold me
And four legs to wrap around me
She's not your typical girlfriend
She's my alien
she's My alien
She knows when something is wrong
When something doesn't belong
She can read in my mind
And she can be assured that with me
There is no conspiracy
She's not wasting her time
She can take me to the p
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Hollywood is such a dream,
And when you're only seventeen, it's wonderful,
A movie man said she could be a star,
A beauty queen, or a cover girl,
She believes and packs up her things,
And the wall of silence begins;
Every night was party night,
She was everyone's delight, he let her stay,
And when he'd had enough, he threw her out,
And she found work in a small cafe,
When she called they put her on hold,
And the wall of silence grows;
Give me a break,
Give me a break,
This is Hollywood,
Open the door,
Open the door,
What am I going to do,
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Do you feel the way I do
Tell me now oh tell me now
I need to know that it's true
Oh do you feel the way I do
I need to know
Do you love me the way I love you
Tell me now oh tell me now
I need to know that it's true
Oh fo you feel the way I do
I need to know
The world is a wonderful place
It spins around and spins around
The world has a magic about it
The stars above are like my love
You never need to doubt it
Ooh are we real or is this a dream
Tell me now oh tell me now
Is it all that it seems
Oh do you feel the way I do
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Originally performed by Mob 47
Vi är inte värda ett skit, vi är regeringens slavar
Vi är ett redskap, ett redskap för mer makt
Dom styr våra liv
Vi måste vakna nu, vi måste säga nej.
För dom ska inte styra oss mer
Dom styr våra liv
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