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She's got her eye on you golden boy.She riddles, she rhymes, and daces out of time to throw the whole show offYou've got to run home jack, your going to fall down.You've got to run home jack, she's going to break your crown.Its just a hill to catch your thrill fill.She pouts her lips, and traces her hips, and stretches her hand out...Your going to fall.Don't take that spill.You've got to run home Jack. You're going to fall downYou've got to run home Jack. She's going to break your crown Aus Songtexte Mania