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say what you want to say to me
i don't know who you know
but that'll change eventually
i wanna know who you know
wanna see what you say and have a field day today
don't need a reason
wanna go where you go
wanna see what you say and have a field day today
i wanna go
i'm all alone
once you've been for a skid
i'm all alone
doing everything you did
no one cares and no one calls
but the party in the bathroom stall
everyone is telling jokes that i don't get at all
i'm all alone
hey, whatcha wanna pay for me?
i'm in love with rock'n'roll
but that'll change eventually
i wanna know who you know
wanna see what you say and have a field day today
don't need a reason
wanna go where you go
wanna see what you say and have a field day today
i wanna go
i'm all alone
once you've been for a skid
i'm all alone
doing everything you did
no one cares and no one calls
but the party in the bathroom stall
no one's gonna call a number written on the wall
i'm all alone
no one cares and no one calls
but the party in the bathroom stall
no one's gonna call a number written on the wall
i'm all alone
i don't know who you know
but that'll change eventually
i wanna know who you know
wanna see what you say and have a field day today
don't need a reason
wanna go where you go
wanna see what you say and have a field day today
i wanna go
i'm all alone
once you've been for a skid
i'm all alone
doing everything you did
no one cares and no one calls
but the party in the bathroom stall
everyone is telling jokes that i don't get at all
i'm all alone
hey, whatcha wanna pay for me?
i'm in love with rock'n'roll
but that'll change eventually
i wanna know who you know
wanna see what you say and have a field day today
don't need a reason
wanna go where you go
wanna see what you say and have a field day today
i wanna go
i'm all alone
once you've been for a skid
i'm all alone
doing everything you did
no one cares and no one calls
but the party in the bathroom stall
no one's gonna call a number written on the wall
i'm all alone
no one cares and no one calls
but the party in the bathroom stall
no one's gonna call a number written on the wall
i'm all alone
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