Ziggy Stardust
1972

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Well she's a tongue twisting storm, she [bad word] to the show tonight
Praying to the light machine
She wants my honey not my money she's a funky-thigh collector
Layin' on 'lectric dreams
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You better hang on to yourself

We can't dance, we don't talk much, we just ball and play
But then we move like tigers on vaseline
Well the [bad word] out better on a stolen guitar
You're the blessed, we're the spiders from Mars
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You better hang on to yourself [bad word] on
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