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Little Deuce Coup

Little deuce Coupe
You don't know what I got
Little deuce Coupe
You don't know what I got
Well I'm not braggin' babe so don't put me down
But I've got the fastest set of wheels in town
When something comes up to me he don't even try
Cause if I had a set of wings man I know she could fly
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don't know what I got)
Just a little deuce coupe with a flat head mill
But she'll walk a Thunderbird like (she's) it's standin' still
She's ported and relieved and she's stroked and bored.
She'll do a hundred and forty with the top end floored
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don't know what I got)
She's got a competition clutch with the four on the floor
And she purrs like a kitten till the lake pipes roar
And if that aint enough to make you flip your lid
There's one more thing, I got the pink slip daddy
And comin' off the line when the light turns green
Well she blows 'em outta the water like you never seen
I get pushed out of shape and it's hard to steer
When I get rubber in all four gears
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got
(My little deuce coupe

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Little Deuce Coupe

Little deuce coupe
You dont know what I got
Little deuce coupe
You dont know what I got
Well Im not braggin babe so dont put me down
But Ive got the fastest set of wheels in town
When something comes up to me he dont even try
Cause if I had a set of wings man I know she could fly
Shes my little deuce coupe
You dont know what I got
(my little deuce coupe)
(you dont know what I got)
Just a little deuce coupe with a flat head mill
But shell walk a thunderbird like (shes) its standin still
Shes ported and relieved and shes stroked and bored.
Shell do a hundred and forty with the top end floored
Shes my little deuce coupe
You dont know what I got
(my little deuce coupe)
(you dont know what I got)
Shes got a competition clutch with the four on the floor
And she purrs like a kitten till the lake pipes roar
And if that aint enough to make you flip your lid
Theres one more thing, I got the pink slip daddy
And comin off the line when the light turns green
Well she blows em outta the water like you never seen
I get pushed out of shape and its hard to steer
When I get rubber in all four gears
Shes my little deuce coupe
You dont know what I got
(my little deuce coupe)
(you dont know what I got)
Shes my little deuce coupe
You dont know what I got
(my little deuce coupe)
(you dont know what I got)
Shes my little deuce coupe
You dont know what I got

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Little Girl (You're My Miss America)

Little deuce coupe, you don't know
you don't know what I got
Well, I'm not braggin', babe,
so don't put me down.
But I've got the fastest
set of wheels in town.
When something comes up to me
he don't even try,
cos if it had a set of wings, man,
I know she could fly.
She's my little deuce coupe,
you don't know what I got.
Just a little deuce coupe
with a flathead mill,
but she'll walk a Thunderbird
like it's standin' still.
She's ported and relieved,
and she's stroked and bored,
she'll do a hundred and forty
in the top end floored.
Chorus.
She's got a competition clutch
with four on the floor, and
she purrs like a kitten
till the lake pipes roar.
And if that ain't enough
to make you flip your lid,
there's one more thing
I've got the pink slip, daddy.
And comin' off the line,
when the light turn green,
she blows 'em outta the water
like you've never seen.
I get pushed out of shape,
and it's hard to steer,
when I get rubber
in all four gears.
Chorus.
From: Sergi Barba, Spain [email protected]

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Medley: I Get Around/little Deuce Coupe

Round round get around
I get around, yes
(*laughter* *clap*)
Get around round round, I get around
I get a--
Get around round round, I get around
From town to town
Get around round round, I get around
(woo!)
Im a real cool head
Get around round round, I get around
Im making real good bread
Get around round round, I get a square
(ow!)
Im getting awfully mad driving down the street
(ow!)
I just dont want to be bugged sitting next to my sweets
(*laughter*)
Bom bom bom ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta
The other guys are pretty tough
So those other gats over there better not get tough
I get around
Get around round round, I get around
From town to town
Get around round round, I get around
Im a real cool head
(fake it, come on, mike! artistry!)
Im makin real good bread
Get around round round, I get a square
I get around
Round
Get around, round round
(rock out, carl!)
(anybody...)
(come on, baby!)
([...])
We always take my car although its a heap
And we never get turned down by the chicks we pick up on
Not much...
None of the guys go steady cos it wouldnt be right guard
To leave their best girls home on a saturday night
I get around
Get around round round, I get around
From town to town
Get around round round, I get around
Im a real cool head
Get around round round, I get around
Im making real good bread
Get around round round, I get around
I get around round woo ooooo oooo ooo ooo ooo oooo
Round round get around, I get around
Square
Get around round round, I get a square
Get around round round, I get around
Get around round round, I get around
(dont stop!)
Get around round round, I get around
Boop boop boop boop
Get around round round, I get around
I get around
(oh yeah!)
(oh, that was really bad.)
(lets do little deuce coupe while [...]. real fast, obviously.)
(Ive got it, brian. here, bruce, do your famous [...].)
(oh.)
(bom bom.)
(like this.)
(hey, do the--)
(oh--)
Well Im not braggin, babe, so dont put me down
Well, Ive got the cutest little piece in town
Well, Im not braggin, babe, oh yeah
([...] carl [...])
(we lost it.)
Shes my little deuce coupe
(hey, carl.)
You dont know what I got
Talk to me, baby
Talk to me, baby
Well Im not braggin, babe, so dont put me down
But Ive got the fastest set of wheels in town
When something comes up to me he dont even try
cos if I had a set of wings, man, I know she could fly
Hey
My little deuce coupe
You dont know what i--
Little deuce coupe
Yeah
You dont know what I got
Shes got a competition clutch with the four on the floor
And she purrs like a kitten (*laugh*) till the lake pipes roar
Ah, bom bom bom bom
And if that aint enough to make you flip your lid
Theres one more thing: I got the pink slip daddy
(*laughter*)
Oh yeah
Da da dom da da dom ba da
(oh, lets do luau!)
(talk to me, baby!)
She comes on like a rose, da da dap
(do the stroll!)
Shes my little deuce coupe
You dont know what I got
(*laughter*)

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Cherry, Cherry Coupe

Go cherry, cherry coupe now
The wildest short around is my cherry, cherry coupe
Its the sharpest thing in town and the envy of my group
Its one of its kind and it really looks good
Chopped nose and deck with louvers on the hood
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
(my cherry coupe beats em up coming off the line)
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
(and she really gets sparks when she starts to whine)
Chrome reversed rims with whitewall slicks
And it turns a quarter mile in one oh six
Door handles are off but you know Ill never miss em
They open when I want with the cellunoid system
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
(my cherry coupe beats em up coming off the line)
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
(and she really gets sparks when she starts to whine)
My coupes tuck and roll underneath the hood
And the rugs, seats, and panels now are looking good
When I go looking for something to do
Shes got enough room now to barely seat two
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
(my cherry coupe beats em up coming off the line)
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
(and she really gets sparks when she starts to whine)
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
(my cherry coupe beats em up coming off the line)
Go cherry, cherry coupe now
(and she really gets sparks when she starts to whine)

song performed by by Beach Boys
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"Cassius" Love Vs. "Sonny" Wilson

Hi, this is Al. This scene takes place at a typical Beach Boys practice
session. We're in the midst of preparing for an upcoming show when a feud
breaks out between Brian and Mike.
Alright you guys we have a, uh dowuh
Come on
We have a show this weekend
Open your mouth
What do we have this weekend?
What are you trying to say?
Come on Mike, what are you trying to tell us Mike?
Well I'm trying to tell you we have a show this weekend and we could be
sharper. So what do you say we go over the ending of "Little Deuce Coupe"
one more time?
Alright
Alright yeah, come on
A-one a-two -a one two three
Little deuce coupe you don't know what I got
You don't know what I got
Little deuce coupe you don't know
Well I'm not bragging babe so don't put me down
Woooooa
What's going on?
Uh listen Mike, with a voice like yours when you open your mouth it's a
big put down.
What? What? Ohhh
Yeah like in "Surfin' Safari":
Let's go surfing now
Everybody's learning how
Come on and safari with me
Early in the morning we'll be starting out
Some honey's will be coming along
Oh yeah? Well when I, at least when I'm singing it doesn't sound like
Mickey Mouse with a sore throat.
Oh no, Ahh man.
I could come from miles away
Ain't got (ain't got, ain't got) no place to stay
Where have you gone
Farmer's Mother
Oh no
Hey wait a minute, wait a minute hold on hold it Mike, Mike no one really
complains when Brian sings those pretty ballads
You mean "In My Room"?
Yeah and "Surfer Girl" too
Ahhh ooooo ahhhhh woooo oooooo
Wait a minute Carl, nobody complains about the way Mike sings his fast songs.
You're talking about "Surfin' U.S.A."?
Yeah and "Shut Down" too
Tach it up, tach it up
Buddy gonna I shut you down
Well what do you think?
Well I think they ought to quit arguing and start practicing, what do you
say Mike?
Well if Brian promises no more "Early in the morning we'll be starting out's
Well what do you say Brian?
Okay as long as he cools it with those mouse jokes
Oh alright girls
Now look let's...
Hey wait a minute alright girls, now that that's settled what do you say
we go over the ending of "Fun, Fun, Fun" one more time?
Okay alright let's go then
Alright
And we'll have fun, fun fun
Now that daddy took the T-Bird away
Fun, fun fun
Now that daddy took the T-Bird away
And we'll have fun, fun fun
Now that daddy took the T-Bird away
Fun, fun fun
Now that
What are you doin' Mike?
Well I'm just showing you that anybody can squeak like a mouse
Ahh ooo
Oh, some real tough job you've got: Well she got her daddy's car and she
cruised through the I'm a, I'm a hit it guys
Oh no
Oh no
Oh boy you really think you're some kind of an opera star don't you?
Man, man at least I don't sound like my nose is on the critical list!
Oh no, ah ha ha, woo hoo

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The Recruit's Ball

Fiddler loquitur

Heigho, fiddlestick, fiddlestick, fiddlestick,
Heigho, fiddlestick, fiddle for a king!
Heigh, pretty Kitty! heigh, jolly Polly!
Up with the heels, girls! fling, lasses, fling!
Heigh there! stay there! that's not the way there!
Oh Johnny, Johnny,
Oh Johnny, Johnny,
Ho, ho, everybody all round the ring!

Heigho, fiddlestick, fiddlestick, fiddlestick,
Heigho, fiddlestick, fiddle for a king!
Heigh, pretty Kitty! heigh, jolly Polly!
Up with the heels, girls! swing, girls, swing!
Foot, boys! foot, boys! to 't, boys! do 't, boys!
Ho, Bill! ho, Jill! ho, Will! ho, Phil!
Ho, Johnny, Johnny,
Ho, Johnny, Johnny,
Ho, ho, everybody, all round the ring!

Deuce take the fiddle,
Deuce take the fiddle,
Deuce take the jolly fiddle, deuce take the fiddler!
Here goes the fiddle,
Here goes the fiddle,
Here goes the jolly fiddle, here goes the fiddler!

Ned, boy! your head, boy!
She'll strike you dead, boy!
There she goes at your nose!
Deuce strike you dead, boy!

Call, boys! bawl, boys!
Deuce take us all, boys!
Here we go, yes or no,
Deuce take us all, boys!

Deuce take the wall, boys,
Deuce take the floor, boys,
Deuce take the jolly floor,
Deuce take us all, boys!

There goes the wall, boys!
There goes the door, boys!
Round they swing in a ring!
There goes the floor, boys!

Lad, wench, roof, floor,
Wench, lad, wall, door!
Curse the ground, spin it round!
Deuce take us all, boys!

poem by Sydney Thompson Dobell
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Our Car Club

Ive been cruisin round the town now with the guys for quite a while
We been thinkin bout starting up a club that shows some class and style
And well get the finest cars
We got a deuce coupe, a stingray, a rail job and an xke
(well start a car club)
Well be the fastest at the drags, man, well really cut some low ets
(well start a car club)
And wipe out the other clubs
Well set a meet, and get a sponsor, and collect some dues
And you can bet that well have our jackets on wherever we cruise
Well get the roughest and the toughest initiation we can find
(well start a car club)
And if you want to try to get in well really put you through the grind
(well start a car club)
This clubs the very best
Well set a meet, and get a sponsor, and collect some dues
And you can bet that well have our jackets on wherever we cruise
Well get the roughest and the toughest initiation we can find
(well start a car club)
And if you want to try to get in well really send you through the grind
(well start a car club)
This clubs the very best
Start a club, a car club
(start a car club)
Start a club, a car club
(start a car club)
Start a club, a car club
(start a car club)
Start a club, a car club
(start a car club)

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Other Side Of The Hill

Watch out when they start to twist
Hold tight with a leather fist
Thats what my daddy told me
How to ride the bulls.
Theres a jingle in my jeans,
Short places inbetween;
Im leaving tennesee with a push and pull.
Ten-four, buddy, come on back.
Horse trailer on a cadillac,
Youre talking to the cowboy in the coupe de ville.
Chug a lug up one side, glide down the other,
Im a lover of the other side of the hill.
Turn up that radio & dont think about rodeo,
Dont think about roundup up in old cheyenne.
Its a crazy circuit, but you still work it.
Wont you turn the sound up and lets check the scan.
Ten-four, buddy, come on back.
Horse trailer on a cadillac,
Youre talking to the cowboy in the coupe de ville.
Chug a lug up one side, glide down the other,
Im a lover of the other side of the hill.
Bandanna on the rearview mirror
Still wet from ear to ear;
Once again its provin what the wise men say -
When you ride the last one, you better make it a fast one
Jump while hes movin, just walk away.
Ten-four, buddy, come on back.
Horse trailer on a cadillac,
Youre talking to the cowboy in the coupe de ville.
Chug a lug up one side, glide down the other,
Im a lover of the other side of the hill.

song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Neal & Jack & Me

Im wheels, I am moving wheels
I am a 1952 studebaker coupe
Im wheels, I am moving wheels moving wheels
I am a 1952 starlite coupe...
En route.....les souterrains
Des visions du cody...sartori a paris...
Strange spaghetti in this solemn city...
Theres a postcard were all seen before...
Past wild-haired teens in dark clothing
With hands-full of autographed napkins we
Eat apples in vans with sandwiches ... rush
Into the lobby life of hurry up and wait
Hurry up and wait for all the odd-shaped keys
Which lead to new soap and envelopes...
Hotel room homesickness on a fresh blue bed
And the longest-ever phone call home.....no
Sleep no sleep no sleep no sleep and no mad
Video machine to eat time... a cityscene
I cant explain, the seine alone at 4am
The seine alone at 4a.m....neal and jack and me
Absent lovers, absent lovers...

song performed by by King Crimson
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Neal And Jack And Me

I'm wheels, I am moving wheels
I am a 1952 studebaker coupe
I'm wheels, I am moving wheels moving wheels
I am a 1952 starlite coupe...
En route.....les Souterrains
Des visions du Cody...Sartori a Paris...
Strange spaghetti in this solemn city...
There's a postcard we're all seen before...
Past wild-haired teens in dark clothing
With hands-full of autographed napkins we
eat apples in vans with sandwiches ... rush
Into the lobby life of hurry up and wait
Hurry up and wait for all the odd-shaped keys
Which lead to new soap and envelopes...
Hotel room homesickness on a fresh blue bed
And the longest-ever phone call home.....no
Sleep no sleep no sleep no sleep and no mad
Video machine to eat time... a cityscene
I can't explain, the Seine alone at 4am
The Seine alone at 4a.....Neal and Jack and me
Absent lovers, absent lovers...

song performed by by King Crimson
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Snoop St. Ide's Promo

* mail any questions about this submission to the typist
[nate dogg]
Just hit the corner store,
You know what i'm looking for
St ides
Just hit the corner store,
You know what i'm looking for
St ides
[snoop dogg]
I tip toe
Through the door with a box of 40s
Party just to bounce
And house full of hoes
No set trippin
Just sipping on s.t.
That's how we do it in the l.b.c.
Here ye, here ye
Come one come all
It's the first annual g nigg
And all my dogs
Are invited so go on and light it
Cause it's the first time in a longtime
And i just might
Reminisce about the fresh vest
Back in '85
When the dub and the zaniaks used to hoo ride
It was easy just to serve on the curve that's how i do
Ain't no slippin, dippin
Now i'm sipping on my brew
Staying true cause now i'm supposed to
Grab my little friend
Then my deuce deuce
I gets lose with my hands on my drinks
L.b.c. i see money in the bank
St. ide's

song performed by by Snoop Dogg
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Deuce

Get up
And get your grandma outta here
Pick up
Old jim is workin hard this year
And baby
Do the things he says to do
Baby, if youre feeling good
And baby if youre feeling nice
You know your man is workin hard
Hes worth a deuce
Honey
Dont put your man behind his years
And baby
Stop cryin all your tears
Baby
Do the things he says to do
Do it
Baby, if youre feeling good
And baby if youre feeling nice
You know your man is workin hard
Hes worth a deuce
And baby, if youre feeling good
Yes baby if youre feeling nice
You know your man is workin hard
Yeah

song performed by by Kiss
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She's Crafty

Well this girl came up to me - she says she's new in town
But the crew been said they seen her around
I thought they were right but I didn't wanna know
The girlie was Def and she wanted to go
I think her name is Lucy but they all call Loose
I think I thought I seen her on eighth and forty-deuce
The next think she said

song performed by by Beastie Boys
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The Only One

(feat. lil kim)
[lil kim]
Catch me in the spot, low cs in the drop
About half and ounce, the size of zip-lock
Knockin the new one-one-deuce
I wanna (intro)deuce me and my old flame
And his name is bruce
But blew my eye when his girl drove by
Told me bye then he winked his eye
Im too don fo this, too fly to curse
Threw his jacket out first then bam! hit reverse
[112]
Oh, baby
You need to know
Ive been in love
And Ive never known love like this
I need to know
Just how you feel
Let me know if this love is real
Im tired of wasting time on you
So tell me what you wanna do
Is it another man holding your hand?
Why is this a mystery?
Oh, baby cant you see?
Girl, youre the only one Ill ever want
The only one Ill ever need
[repeat]
Oh, baby I think its time for us to grow
Weve been friends now for far too long
The way you kiss, it turns me on
Let me know if you feel this strong
[chorus]
Give me your love
Dont you know that i, I need your love
I need you here in my life, baby (everyday)
Baby, please, Ill take good care
Ill take care of your needs
I need you here with me
[lil kim]
Pretend like we friends
And do our own thing (cmon)
We can chitty-bang-bang
But let the phone ring (I like this)
From the first night, knew you wasnt true
Ex-girl came through, she said she miss you (uh, huh)
Panties in the bathroom sink, hot pink (hot pink)
Whats a girl like me supposed to think? (cmon)
Im a bad girl (bad girl)
You shady? I get shady (shady)
To up your old lady and proposing us to stay still friends
[repeat chorus until fade]

song performed by by 112
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Off the Track

Oh where the deuce is the track, the track?
Round an' round, an' forrard, an' back!
“Keep the sun on yer right,” they said—
But, hang it, he's gone an' got over my head!

“Make for a belt of apple trees;”—
Jist so. But where's yer belt, if ye please?
By gum, it's hot! This child'll melt,
An' there ain't no apples, nor ain't no belt.

“Keep clear o' the timber-getters' tracks,”
But wich is wich, I'd beg to ax?
They forks and jines, the devil knows how—
I wish I'd a sight o' either now!

“Leave the track,” sez they, “when you sees
Some yards to the right two big grass trees.”
Two! It's dozens on dozens I pass—
Most on 'em big, an' all on 'em grass.

Oh where the deuce is the track, the track?
I'm fairly taken aback, aback.
“Keep tow'rd the river. You can't go wrong.”
Whew? Can't I, though! That was rayther strong.

“Follow the lay o' the land,” sez they;
But, Lord, this flat ain't got no lay!
Whew! Ain't it hot on the pint o' the nose?
An' the more I mops the hotter I grows.

“An' when you comes to the foot o' the range”—
WHEN! That's the pint. But ain't it strange,
That the further I goes, to left or right,
The more there ain't no range in sight.

Gum trees, gum trees, slim an' high,
Timber green an' timber dry.
Blackened stumps an' fallen logs—
Lively work as on we jogs!
Oh the devil an' all take the flat, the flat!
I'm one myself for the matter o' that.
I'm mazed, an' so is the brute I rides,
An' the sun's getting over the left besides.

Dash it, I'll follow my nose, my nose!
Step out, straight forrard, here goes, here goes!

Let the sun be left, or the sun be right,
Summat or other must come in sight.

* * * * *
Well, well! If this ain't too bad by half!
Lor', how the beggars 'll laugh an' chaff!
Back to my startin' point? Yes; tis so.
I put up them slip-rails six hours ago.

poem by James Brunton Stephens
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When the Shit Goes Down

Livin on phat pockets on flat wit tha gat
rollin around nine deuce cadillac
still got my homies to watch my back
and they'll smoke ya ass if ya wanna come chat
thats why some pigs an tha kids come sweatin they follow
a hollow point shell's hard ta swallow
why wallow when ya come ta roll on i put tha clip an dust
bring ya ass on

song performed by by Cypress Hill from Black Sunday
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What's Your Number

Chris Evans, Anna Faris, Martin Freeman, Zachary Quinto, Aziz Ansari, Eliza Coupe, Chris Pratt, Mike Vogel, Joel McHale, Dave Annable

from What's Your Number (2011)
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Flew The Coup

Summer flew the coup
So fast
And the sun also flew the coupe
Together with the summer

poem by Aldo Kraas
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I lost that excitement I had when I first started out. It was all about the need to just get a job, and so I found the joy again when I was writing Deuce Bigelow. I was laughing so hard and along with my writing partner at the time, simply laughing until we cried.

quote by Rob Schneider
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Blinded By The Light

Madman drummers bummers and indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder feelin kinda older I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the ground
Some all-hot half-shot was headin for the hot spot snappin his fingers clappin his hands
And some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lovers knot with a whatnot in her hand
And now young scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand
And some bloodshot forget-menot whispers daddys within earshot save the buckshot turn up the band
And she was blinded by the light. cut loose like a deuce
Another runner in the night. blinded by the light
She got down but she never got tight, but shell make it alright
Some brimstone baritone anticyclone rolling stone preacher from the east
He says: dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, thats where they expect it least
And some new-mown chaperone was standin in the corner all alone watchin the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance
Yeah he was blinded by the light. cut loose like a deuce
Another runner in the night. blinded by the light
He got down but she never got tight, but hes gonna make it tonight
Some silicone sister with her managers mister told me I got what it takes
She said Ill turn you on sonny to something strong if you play that song with the funky break
And go-cart mozart was checkin out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside
And little early-pearly came in by her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride
Oh, some hazard from harvard was skunked on beer playin backyard bombardier
Yes and scotland yard was trying hard, they sent a dude with a calling card,
He said, do what you like, but dont do it here
Well I jumped up, spit in the air, fell on the ground, asked wich was the way back home
He said take a right at the light, keep going straight until right, and then boy youre on your own
And now in zanzibar a shootin star was ridin in a side car hummin a lunar tune
Yes, and the avatar said blow the bar but first remove the cookie jar, were gonna teach those boys to laugh too soon
And some kidnapped handicap was complaining that he caught the clap from some mousetrap he bought last night
Well I unsnapped his skull cap and between his ears I saw a gap but hed figured hed be all right
He was just blinded by the light. cut loose like a deuce
Another runner in the night. blinded by the light
Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun
Oh but mama thats where the fun is

song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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