Dance to the rhythm, boy And die young But make sure we're having fun And they say the year that radio died It was in nineteen eighty five
And we got so messed up
Tune in Make out Break up It's New York City speed
Come on Get in Hang on It's New York City speed
Pass out Wake up And I won't let you down
Sing till your heart is sore You want more Like life played back in fast-forward And I knew the year that video died It was in nineteen ninety five
And we got so fucked up.....
Look good Talk less Act bad It's New York City speed
Shut up Put out Come on It's New York City speed
Dress up Let go And I won't let you down
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