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Maybe You've Been Brainwashed, Too (the Mumbling)
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Dododoodoo...
How come, you're not there, never call you
How come, play me around, maybe a sound, yeah
How come, pickin a fight, practise around you yeah
I call, come here a while, yeaah !
You say round here, we're runnin' outta stage,Run you down, you're blowing in my face,You're soul is bad, you scared me and I'm loud and hiiiigh, yeah
Doodoodoo...
I call, there's noone on the phone,It's get to choose, choo-choo
I'm you, you're me, I'm all he has desiredThere's a fan band playin', ooh you make me wild
Yeah, you, for me, my only desire aaaah....
Dododoodoo...
We go, we go, adoobeedobeedoobeevavoom
Yes I am doing my new dance,The baboon, the baboon, the baboon yeah
Hey ey, shit on it !
Jump on, it's you, you writing on the floor
It's up, it's back, it's, it's out of the door
It's here, it's there, baby it's anywhereAnd I'm hiiiigh, yeaah !
Doodoodoo...
Oh yeah, whatever makes you happy,Whatever makes you mine
Whatever makes you smiiiiiiile...
Ohoh, you make me go wild,you make me go child,you make me go wild, wild, whoah, whoah, ...
Everybody wants gonna beat on you, in a while
We gonna try, we gonna try, we gonna try,Gonn' try gonn' try gonn' try, aw, ooh
Dododoodoododdoo...
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