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Dolby Thomas Aliens Ate My Buick

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Thomas Dolby. Aliens Ate My Buick. Budapest by Blimp. Thomas Dolby. Aliens Ate My Buick. Budapest per dirigible.
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On the corners of boulevards I call your name Now and again they play our tune In the grip of a tiny hand over a flame Pale as the phases of the moon ...

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Thomas Dolby. Aliens Ate My Buick. My Brain Is Like a Sieve. Thomas Dolby. Aliens Ate My Buick. El meu cervell és com un colador.
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remember, I lost my memory. See, my brain is like a sieve sometimes it's easier to forget all the bad things you did to me, you did to me. my

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Thomas Dolby. Aliens Ate My Buick. Pulp Culture. Thomas Dolby. Aliens Ate My Buick. Polpa de Cultura.
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I drove all over Hollywood Looking at the stars First I ate my Milky Way And then I ate my Mars But sucking on a Galaxy I noticed something pretty

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Thomas Dolby. Aliens Ate My Buick. Hot Sauce. Thomas Dolby. Aliens Ate My Buick. Hot Sauce.
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hot sauce woman There was a fire truck attending The smoke pouring from her nose Her state of mind depending On which way the wind blowed Chili and tabasco Dripping on my

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Thomas Dolby. Aliens Ate My Buick. Airhead. Thomas Dolby. Aliens Ate My Buick. Airhead.
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I buy her all the right clothes and pretty jewels to wear my friends say she's a dumb blonde but they don't know she dyes her hair she thinks the fighting

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Thomas Dolby. Aliens Ate My Buick. Key to Her Ferrari. Thomas Dolby. Aliens Ate My Buick. Clau del seu Ferrari.
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behind me: fifty, sixty, seventy miles an hour... my hand slipped inside the belt of my trousers as we passed eighty, ninety miles an hour... my hand slipped inside the belt of my

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