| Rude girl, you smile so lovely,
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| rude girl, walking down the street.
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| Rude girl, you smile so proudly,
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| rude girl, rocksteady beat.
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| Rude girl, you smile so lovely,
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| rude girl, in the streets of St Pauli.
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| Rude girl, you smile so proudly,
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| rude girl, in the streets of St Pauli.
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| Walking from the docks to Budapesterstrasse,
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| the radio plays our old ska track,
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| you and me so in love, so fun,
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| dancing in love, in the mood for ska, ska,
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| I’m in love with you my… Rude girl…
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| Walking from the pub to the football ground,
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| in your veggie boots you look so proud,
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| rocksteady sound turn around you,
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| singing in love, in the mood for ska, ska,
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| I’m in love with you my… Rude girl…
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| I watch you walk proud in the streets of St Pauli,
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| I’m lost in your eyes in the streets of St Pauli,
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| so rude, so sweet in the streets of St Pauli,
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| I’m in love with you in the streets of St Pauli.
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| Rude girl, in the streets of St Pauli,
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| rude girl, my love, my story.
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| Rude girl, in the streets of St Pauli,
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| rude girl, you smile so proudly.
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| Rude girl, in the streets of st Pauli,
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| rude girl, so rude, so lovely. |