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Pulp - Joyriders lyrics
We like driving on a Saturday night Past the leisure centre left at the lights Oh we don't look for trouble But if it comes we don't run Lookin' out for trouble Is what we call fun. Hey you, you in the Jesus sandals Wouldn't you like to come over and watch some vandals Smashing up someone's hooooooooooome? We can't help it we're so thick we can't think Can't think of anything but shit sleep and drink Oh we like women Up the women we say And if we get lucky, yeah we might even meet some one day Hey you, you in the Jesus sandals Wouldn't you like to come over and watch some vandals Smashing up someone's hoooooooooooome? Mister we just want your car Cos we're taking a girl to the reservoir, oh Oh all the papers say it's a tragedy But don't you wanna come and see? Mister, we just want your car Cos we're taking a girl to the reservoir, oh Oh all the papers say it's a tragedy Mister, we just want your car Cos we're taking a girl to the reservoir, oh Oh all the papers say it's a tragedy But don't you wanna come and see |
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