Fuck Jazz à fip — and I-ran with a Flock of Seagulls

And I ran, I ran so far away
I just ran, I ran all night and day
I couldn’t get away

 

Yes, Eye said it—it takes tú

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… to make it out of sight

Park bench is not a place to live

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In the mean while, vive Le France 🍽️ you motherfuckers.

And that is all Eye is going to say, Miller 🎸… except to say, fuck Jazz à FIP, period!

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Aquí Estamos

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