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(Bowie) If you want it, boys, get it here thing 'Cause hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing Is it nice in your snow storm, freezing your brain? Do you think that your face looks the same? Then let it be, it's all I ever wanted It's a street with a deal, and a taste It's got claws, it's got me, it's got you Aus Songtexte Mania