| Well she came from the motor city
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| From a clean white neighbor hood
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| She had a degree in social science
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| She came out here to hollywood
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| She’s a six foot sultry beauty
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| With an eye for polynisian art
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| In a short shirt and doctor martens
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| She could kick start a dead mans heart
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| It’s not what she say
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| It’s all in her sway
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| Shes a shock to the system
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| It’s not how she talk
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| It’s all in her walk
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| It’s a shock to the system
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| Shes a rough cut sacred diamond
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| In a sea of mediocre style
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| She just wants the pro shot body
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| She may be crazy but shes no wild child
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| She have the old folks out on sundays
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| Plays piano in a rock and blues band
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| She don’t drink, smoke, dope or do cocaine
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| But she parties hard all the same
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| It’s not what she say
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| Its all in her sway
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| Shes a shock to the system
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| It’s not how she talk
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| It’s all in her walk
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| She’s a shock to the system
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| Oh yea
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| Shock me baby
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| Shock me baby
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| As i was walking home one night
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| In the streets that never sleep
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| In that sub terrainian part of town
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| Where love is never found
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| On a billboard on the topless place
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| I noticed her pretty face
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| It said appearing here twice nightly
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| Well she had a whole lot of money
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| And went back home to michigan
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| She had maximized her potential
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| But didn’t scandilaze the family name
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| It’s not what she say
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| It’s all in her sway
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| It’s a shock to the system
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| It’s not how she talk
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| It’s all in her walk
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| She’s a shock to the system
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| It’s not what she say
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| It’s all in her sway
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| It’s a shock to the system
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| It’s not how she talk
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| It’s all in her walk
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| It’s a shock to the system |