Lyrics Mass Production - Iggy Pop
Before
you
go
Do
me
a
favor
Give
me
a
number
Of
a
girl
almost
like
you
With
legs
almost
like
you
I'm
buried
deep
in
mass
production
You're
not
nothing
new
I
like
to
drive
along
the
freeways
See
the
smokestacks
belching
Breasts
turn
bronw
So
warm
and
so
brown
Though
I
try
to
die
You
put
me
back
on
the
line
Oh
damn
it
to
hell
Back
on
the
line,
hell
Back
on
the
line
Again
and
again
I'm
back
on
the
line
Again
and
again
And
I
see
my
face
here
And
it's
there
in
the
mirror
And
it's
up
in
the
air
And
I'm
down
on
the
ground
By
the
way
I'm
going
for
cigarettes
And
since
you've
gotta
go
Won't
you
do
me
that
favor
Won't
you
give
me
that
number
Won't
you
get
me
that
girl
Yeah,
she's
almost
like
you
Yes,
she's
almost
like
you
And
I'm
almost
like
him
Yes,
I'm
almost
like
him
Yes,
I'm
almost
like
him
Yeah,
I'm
almost
like
him
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