Fryin' Up - 2018 Remaster

All right
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 Turn around in the perfect day
 Without my babies I could get nowhere
 I run a long time, people stare
 I'll get the bus and my legs will tear
 Frying up on easter sunday
 Blowing off everything on monday
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 Well everything was half past noon
 All the tussle, baby, on your boots
 I want to move you but I just don't care
 Get to pushing on an electric chair
 Frying up on easter sunday
 Blowing off everything on monday
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 Take it
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 I keep on running, yes, it's such a thrill
 I feel like heaven when I touch your hair
 I'm in your arms and in your stare
 Get to pushing on an electric chair
 Frying up on easter sunday
 Blowing off everything on monday
 Frying up on easter sunday
 Frying up on easter sunday