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Yeah, pull the top down kick it back 60 degreesYou feel life feel life feel lifeDon't keep worrying about the pop charts baby-Climb them if you wish,You could slide up with James Dean,Or just sit back and tap your feet.Clipped out your magazine,Picture of a beauty queen.don't pull the trigger like Claudine.You know love can hide a scandalous scene.And now its tugging at your strings,Making you sing,But it cant get youThrough the booth and to the screenSinging, ohMe and Juliet's sonHappy dagger through the heartMaybe you're not that, maybe you're not that dumb.Ooooooh oooooh la la la Playing house, and you're falling off the couchThis machine is gonna turn us into something darkSongtexteAnd it keeps coming backOh the regrets don't come backOh, me and Juliet's sonI'd suggest in youIn a newly bought vintage suitBut they cant reach youWhen your five foot two and so untrue...Singing oh, me and Juliet's son2051, ill still be playing them drumsClimbing up the rungsWith a million dollar song.If only she'd stood by me.Maybe you wont die, maybe you wont die young.maybe you wont die young. Aus Songtexte Mania