Nhạc sĩ: Joe Jackson
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Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho Okay, let me tell you about some of the things I'm going through I know you think that you know about how you know that what you know is true Well, maybe it's time we get a little alive, I see you got the dumb thing to do Now the cocaine club's just opened, you're in college now, not school I'm sorry to say that I'm going out to work while you're going to that swimming pool Well, the L.A. sun can't turn your voice, the scrambled eggs is true Some people get crazy, some people go crazy Some people get hazy, some people get hazy Tell me your place, c'mon tell me your place, I don't wanna be like that Tell me your name, c'mon tell me your place, I don't wanna be like that Don't wanna be like that Don't wanna be like that Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho Whoah-ho-ho-ho-ho Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho Some people think that they know about some girls Well, some people think they're cool Some girls think that they know about me Well, some girls think I'm some fool And American girls will put their top again When they talk on the telephone And the stars only come out at night When the price of a time rim is blown and blown And the playboy's telephone leaves me cold And I like her so much, babe So you playboys can just go play with yourself That's your stop, cause that's a drag Yes, I need it I need it Yes, I need it Starving, starving Just wanna get, just wanna get it Yeah, yeah, man, take me away You know, take me away I don't wanna be your man Take me away, I said take me away I don't wanna be your man Yeah, take me away I said, take me, take me, take me, take you away Take me away, take me away I don't wanna be your man Don't wanna be your man Don't wanna be your man I don't wanna be your man I don't wanna be your man Thank you This is our last gig Some people are getting crazy And some people are getting lazy And some are getting hazy And some are *** getting out This is our last song Here we go, 1, 2, 3