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Rundgren Todd With For Other Artists Wasp Hey, hey cowboy, hey cowboy Ain't I seen you hanging around the Nashville? Didn't you used to be a packy back in the west end? Is that right, is that right? Well I see you been through so many changes Heavy changes I can't say I'm hip to where you're coming from I can't say I hip to where you're going Well I see something's growing in the back of your mind I give you the willies You don't like my kind But I can sing like a jingle Sting as bad as any Hey, that you? Is that still you? You're looking mighty new wave I hardly recognize you with that shish kabob through your face But that's all right, yeah, that's all right I guess you're trying to make a statement You been out on the street Looking for somebody to carve on Well you can ramble, Just don't go carving on me 'Cause I don't mind the fashion I've lived with your mind I dig on the passions The rest is just crap I can sing like a jingle And sting as bad as any Hey, don't I know you? Ain't I seen you before? Yeah, you're the one doing a pyramid party down in Marina del Ray with their spoon and friends Still going through them changes You got your pants full of money And your nose in the air You're a record producer I don't really care 'Cause I can sing like a jingle Sting as bad as any |
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