| Lyrics: | Owww-wooo
Ahhh-ohhh
Owww
Woo-woo-woo-woo wii-wii-wii
Now, Billy rapped all night
about his suicide
Hah! kick it in the head when he was twenty-five
Oww, the
speed-jive
Don't want to stay alive when you're twenty-five
Lucy's stealing clothes
from unlocked cars
Freddies got zits from pickin' up the stars from his face, uh
Funky
little bolt-rays
Oh, television man is crazy
Singin' we're juvenile delinquent
wrecks
[Eii-yii-yii-yii-yii]
Oh, man, I need t.v.
[yeah] when I've got
T-Rex
Brother, you guess [yeah]
I'm a dude, babe
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All the young
dudes (, yeah)
carry the news (, yeah)
Boog-a-loo dudes
carry the
news
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Now Jimmy looks sweet 'cause he dresses like a queen
But he
can kick like a mule, it's a real mean team, and
We can love
Oh, yes!, we can
love
Brother's back at home with his Beatles and his Stones, uh
We never got it off on
that revolution stuff, and
It was such a drag
Too many snags
Oh, I drunk a lot of
wine and I'm feeling fine
Gonna race some cat to bed
[Eii-yii-yii-yii-yii...]
Is
this, uh, concrete all around, or is, uh
[yeah...] in my head?
Brother, you guessed
[yeah...]
Well, I'm a dude, man
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