Pop Art - The Party Ukulele

VERSE:
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She's a very clean girl with a very clean mind
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Less feeling from the front than from behind
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She lively takes in his attention

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And he looks like a plug trying to find a socket 
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With beer on his breath and a hand in his pocket
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Trying to pull the wool over her eyes

CHORUS:
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But she's out of time, out of dimes and out of bounds 
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Trying to make believe there's something in the boy she's found 

VERSE:
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Well she takes him by the hand and leads him to a room
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She's got a paisley shirt and a lot of perfume
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He stumbles along in half disbelief 

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Then she sits him on the bed and recites him a poem
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About a  man with no head and a boy with no home
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He wonders what the hell is going on 

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And she's out of time, out of dimes and out of bounds 
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Trying to make believe there's something in the boy she's found 

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She's out of time, out of dimes and out of bounds 
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Trying to make believe there's something in the boy she's found 

VERSE:
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Now he jumps off the bed and he runs toward the door
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He expected less but he paid for more
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Well there's no sense in wasting party time

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And she wonders, "What did he want from my time ?-
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A piece of my ass or a piece of my mind? 
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Well neither comes quite that easily."

CHORUS:
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And she's out of time, out of dimes and out of bounds 
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Trying to make believe there's something in the boy she's found