Whoo! Alright - Yeah...Uh Huh.

Oh, the sun-drenched French girls won't relate
 To a frozen glare from the Northern State
 Dreamin' of fat happy babies
 Kickin' ladies in the Metro now
 And the mirrors won't sing back divine
 Be it choppin' your hair or choppin' a line
 But you laugh, crack up
 They laugh, crack up and smile
 Whoo! Alright, let's fall apart
 And the clock starts tickin' now
 Tick tick tick tick tick tick, ow!
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 She said, "Your allegory is far too blunt"
 I said, "This ain't no laboratory, you're the cunt"
 She said, "Emotional distance, it doesn't rhyme
 Or resonate brilliance in its time"
 But is it lyrical genius or crap rock poetry?
 I say the lineage runs Morrison, Patti Smith and me
 But maybe the reason we're so uninspired
 Is 'cause the hour is late and the bodies are tired
 I think everyone here can agree
 That a party ain't great 'cause the booze is free
 Naw, the free spirits ain't settin' no one's spirits free
 Yeah! Uh huh, I'm falling apart
 And the clock starts here and now
 Tick tick tick tick, ow!
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 Wind it up now
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 People don't dance no more (What?)
 They just stand there like this (Uh huh)
 They cross their arms and stare you down
 And drink and moan and diss (That's right)
 People don't dance no more (Uh huh)
 They just stand there like this (Yeah)
 They cross their arms and stare you down
 And drink and moan and diss (Okay)
 People don't dance no more (What?)
 They just stand there like this (That's right)
 They cross their arms and stare you down
 And drink and moan and diss (Okay now)
 People don't dance no more
 They just stand there like this
 They cross their arms and stare you down
 And drink and moan and diss
 Whoo!
 Y'all ready, girls?
 (Yeah, yeah)
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 I used to think life's a bitter pill
 But it's a grand old time