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Mick Jagger - Wired All Night lyrics
You go squeeze in your dress, and go strap on your boots I'm gonna sharpen my nails and primp up real cute I'm gonna smoke up a storm and step into the night I'm getting ready to burn, I'm getting ready to fly I said a, hey, are you shooting to kill Hey, would I tell you a lie We'll be slamming tequilas, popping hydrogen And lose the coils and the kinks that are wrecking my life Give me a drink Don't be talking so much You're a pain in the butt How can I think When you puke up your guts I'll be juiced on this stuff We'll be wired all night We hit the high life We'll be wired all night We hit the high life Watch me now You blew jelly-face Joe, Pedro the pimp I'm as hard as a brick, I hope I never go limp Is the earthquake shaking, is there gonna be war Tell the National Guard to mind the grocery store I said, hey, and I don't give a hoot Hey, I need some earthly delights I'll be drowning my sorrows, banging my box 'Til the sirens start singing, and I'm ready to fly Give me a drink Don't be talking so much You're a pain in the butt How can I think When you puke up your guts I'll be juiced on this stuff We'll be wired all night We hit the high life We'll be wired all night We hit the high life Give me a drink Don't be talking so much You're a pain in the butt How can I think When you puke up your guts I'm juiced on this stuff I'll be kicked in the nuts We'll be wired all night We hit the high life We'll be wired all night We hit the high life |
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