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Freeze! rock!
(rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang)
Freeze! rock!
(rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang)
Freeze! rock!
Rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang
Freeze! rock!
Rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang
Rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang
Aaaah... aaaah... aaaah... aaaahh
White! ooh-white!
White! ooh-white!
White! ooh-white!
White! ooh-white!
(white lines) vision dreams of passion
(going through my mind) and all the while I think of you
(pipeline) a very strange reaction
(yours to unwind) the more I see, the more I do
Something of a phenomenon, telling your body to come along
Cause white lines - blow away..
Blow! rock! blow!
Ticket to ride a white-line highway,
Tell all your friends they can go my way
Pay your toll, sell your soul,
Pound for pound it costs more than gold
The longer you stay, the more you pay,
My white lines go a long way
Either up your nose or to your vein -
With nothing to gain except killing your brain.
Freeze! (say rock, come on y’all)
Rock (say freeze, come on!)
Freeze! (say rock, come on y’all)
Rock (say freeze, come on!)
Freeze! (say rock, come on)
Rock (say freeze, come on!)
Freeze! (say rock, come on)
Rock (put ’em up, put ’em up, put ’em up!)
Aaaaah... higher baby, aaaaah... get higher baby,
Aaaaahh... get higher baby, aaaahhh!
And don’t ever come down... free base!
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Rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang
Rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang
Rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang
Pipeline (pure as the driven snow) connected to my mind
(and now I’m having fun, baby!)
Highrise (it’s getting kind of low) ’cause it makes you feel so nice.
(I need some one on one, baby!)
Tell me it’ll blow your mind away, (baby)
Going to your little hideaway
’cause white lines (what do white lines do? )
Blow away..
Blow! rock! blow!
A million magic crystals painted pure and white,
A multi-million dollars almost overnight
Twice as sweet as sugar, twice as bitter as salt
And if you get hooked baby, it’s nobody else’s fault -
So don’t do it!
(chorus)
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(don’t you get too high) don’t you get too high, baby
(it turns you on) you really turn me on and on
(can’t you ever come down) my temperature is rising,
(’til the thrill is gone) no! I don’t want you to go.
A street kid gets arrested, gonna do some time,
He got out three years from now just to commit more crime.
A businessman is caught with twenty four kilos,
He’s out on bail, and out of jail, and that’s the way it goes!
(rock!)
Cane! sugar! (suger)
Cane! (cane) sugar! (suger)
Cane!
Athletes reject it, governor’s correct it
Gangsters, punks, and smugglers are thoroughly respected
The money gets divided, the women get excited
Now I’m broke and it’s no joke,
It’s hard as hell to fight it - don’t buy it!
(chorus) (chorus)
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Lyrics: Duran Duran
