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I believe in child power
I can use that wild flower
Mommy's car at the weekend
I like that freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
I believe in disco
From here to San Francisco
The little pigs are squeakin'
'Cause all the kids are freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
I believe in fast cars
And when we're dead we're pop stars
Now we found the real thing
Heavenly angels freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
Magic necromancer
And his black and white partner
Worked it without reason
Thinking we're that freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
I believe in kiddie games
He and I don't understand
They don't like to go see a band
'Cause they're too busy freakin'
Freakin'
Freakin'
Freakin'
Freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
Freakin', freakin'
Freakin', freakin'





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