Verse 1
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Em
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I was
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nothin' but a lonely boy
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lookin' for somethin' new
And you were nothin' but a lonely girl
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But you were something,
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something like a dream come true
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I was a varsity tackle and
a head of the block
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When I played my guitar
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I made your canyons rock
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But every Saturday night
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I felt the fever grow
You know what it's like
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All revved up but no place to go
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You know what it's like
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All wrapped up with no place to go
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And in the middle of a scheming night
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I'm tossing in my seat
And in the middle of a red -eyed dream
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I see you coming,
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coming on to give it to me
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Well, I was out on a prowl down
by the edge of the track
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And like a son of a jackal,
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I'm a leader of the pack
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But every Saturday night
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I felt the fever grow
Didn't know what it's like
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All wrapped up with no place to go
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Didn't know what it's like
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All wrapped up with no place to go
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Oh baby, I'm a haunter
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in the dark of the forest
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I've been stalking you
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and tracking you down
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Cruising up and down the main
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track all night long
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We could be standing at
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the top of the world
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Instead of seeking for the
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down and the more
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You and me, bound about midnight
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You and me,
bound about midnight
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Someone got to draw first, draw first
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Someone got to draw first blood
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Someone got to draw first blood
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Ooh, I got to draw first blood
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Oh, I got the drums as well
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Well, I was out on the ground
I thought I'd ride the edge of the track
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And like a son of a jack
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Thought I'd be leader of the pack
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But every Saturday night
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I felt the fever grow
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Do you know what it's like
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All wrapped up with no place to go
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Do you know what it's like
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Or wrapped up with no place to
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go
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I was nothing but a lonely
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old American boy
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Looking out for something to do
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And you were nothing
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but a lonely old American girl
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But you were something
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like a dream come true
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I was a boss at a tackle
and a hell of a block
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And when I played my guitar
I made you dance, you rock
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But every Saturday night
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I felt believable
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All wrapped up and no place to go
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All wrapped up and no place to go
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All wrapped up and no place to go
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All wrapped up and no place to go
All wrapped up and no place to go
All Revved Up With No Place To Go
Kiss, Meat Loaf, Metallica, Scorpions
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