| Can’t keep my hands to myself
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| Think I’ll dust 'em off, put 'em back up on the shelf
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| In case my little baby girl is in need
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| Am I coming out of left field?
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| Ooh I’m a rebel just for kicks, now
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| I’ve been feeling it since 1966, now
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| Might be over now, but I feel it still
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| Ooh I’m a rebel just for kicks, now
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| Let me kick it like it’s 1986, now
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| Might be over now, but I feel it still
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| Got another mouth to feed
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| Leave it with a baby sitter, Mama call the grave digger
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| Gone with the fallen leaves
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| Am I coming out of left field?
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| Ooh I’m a rebel just for kicks, now
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| I’ve been feeling it since 1966, now
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| Might’ve had your fill, I can feel it still
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| Ooh I’m a rebel just for kicks, now
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| I’ve been feeling it since 1966, now
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| Might’ve had your fill, I can feel it still
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| We could fight a war for peace
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| Is it coming?
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| Is it coming?
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| Is it coming?
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| Is it coming?
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| Is it coming?
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| Is it coming back?
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| Ooh I’m a rebel just for kicks, yeah
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| Your love is an abyss for my heart to eclipse, now
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| Might be over now, but I feel it still
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| (We could fight a war for peace)
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| Ooh I’m a rebel just for kicks, now
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| I’ve been feeling it since 1966, now
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| Might be over now, but I feel it still
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| Ooh I’m a rebel just for kicks, now
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| Let me kick it like it’s 1986, now
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| Might be over now, but I feel it still
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| Might’ve had your fill, I can feel it still |