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At The Arcade
Please don't be shy, I'm not a tough guy, Electric, that's how I feel, Around you I go so crazy, I love you, I don't mean maybe, Noxema white with skin just like Barbie, You've got my heart, Let's take a photograph, Feel just like Jimmi Hendrix on butane, At the arcade I saw you playing Miss Pacman, You had on a pink bikini and your shoulders were sunburned, I threw down my quarters SongtexteAnd I looked into your big blue eyes, We went down to the beach and I rolled out some reefer, I felt like I was in a Duran Duran video, And by the way you were acting I knew that I was gonna get with you, The summer's here and school is over, Forget your fucked up parents and lets go, I know a good place down in the valley, We can get lost on all the back roads, This chick named Brenda has a Jacuzzi, Her mom and dad are in the Bahamas, And we just scored some killer acid, We can watch our heads explode just like a car crash, Go down to the basement and pretend we're dead, Sitting in the love light you look just like an angel, And I don't give a fuck what the fuck they say about us, Drive to the supermarket and bang out in the parking lot, You don't have to be horny until 11:30, Aus Songtexte Mania