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We don't want your approvalIt's 1978We know we're not in tuneWe know we'll never be greatWe met at this barA little piece of fameUp on the bandstandNobody knows no shameLouie louie talkWell what you got on meLouie louii, II don't evenTry, try, try, try, tryWe've got so much to live forIt's not too lateWe've got so much to live forIt's not too lateJennifer my sconyDon't need anybody's painShe had enough desireTo shatter window panesShe said "I'm not fond of small talk"SongtexteDown on Levenworth and PokeShe said I don't need your heroesTo make my life a jokeha, ha, ha, ha, ha, haWe've got so much to live forIt's not too lateWe've got so much to live forIt's not too lateYou take a Mill Valley charmerMix in some Bowie trashA little too much mascaraUnder a surgeon's maskShe cuddles like a puppyYeah man, you know she willYou've never heard her bark like an animal, haYeah, I've heard her myselfShe hit me in the head with a fantasyYeah it's stuck to my cheekMy lip was bleedingBlood running down my faceI put her back on my own yeahPunched myself in the mouthI put her back on my own headPunched myself in the mouthI turn on the tvYou're teeth were burning brightI turn off the tvAnd kiss myself good nightGood night, good night[Chorus: Repeat 2X] Aus Songtexte Mania