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Modern Talking Hey You

I want you tonight I want you, hey you Little boogaloo Shot a hole Right in my soul Hey girl, hey girl, Take this chance for love I want you, hey you Little boogaloo You

want you tonight I want you, hey you Little boogaloo Shot a hole Right in my soul Hey girl, hey girl, Take this chance for love I want you, hey you Little boogaloo You

want you tonight I want you, hey you Little boogaloo Shot a hole Right in my soul Hey girl, hey girl, Take this chance for love I want you, hey you Little boogaloo You

girls, the girls, the girls Hey, yeah, yeah-yah Hey, yeah, yeah-yah, "Girls... The girls" The girls, the girls, the girls, the girls they love me Hey, yeah, yeah-yah Hey

hey, don't you know? We're just products of our time And hey, what d'ya say? Show me yours, I'll show you mine Hey, what d'ya say? Hey, what d'ya say

everytime on the telephone All I ever get is a dial tone *69, you hold my hand Some bitch on the line, say leave my man Dats the kinda game you play

t you heard? You have the right to make a move You've everything to gain And only nothing left to lose Haven't you heard? You talk to everyone to

Jimmy, you got that shark suit on, it looks good... They want you to jump into this pool of sharks, and you tell us if it hurts when they bite you." "

"Can you teach me track five Mr. Blake?" "Hey, I wrote that song and it goes like this" Cry tonight My hands around your hands, I won't let you Die