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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeSpace Invaders
Space invaders flying homeYeah, they're going to hit the sackAnd they are prob'ly going to die getting highCause they're mixing crazy moments with the crackAnd she's kissing all the boysShe's to clever to be slackBut she's bound to go away for a dayIn July, so she won't be coming backBaby, baby, babyyour good old days have diedBaby, baby, babyWon't you dry your pretty eyesBaby, baby, babyYour good old days are deadCome on!It's my big bell bottom cordsAnd imagine with a hatAnd you're a rule breaker, babyCan't you see me standing?Only you went ahead and satAnd she's kissing all the boysShe's to clever to be slackBut she's bound to go away for a dayIn July, so she won't be coming backBaby, baby, babyyour good old days have diedBaby, baby, babyWon't you dry your pretty eyesBaby, baby, babyYour good old days are deadCome on!By loox.
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