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September 27, 2003


Much love going out to the big-gutsy-goth-biker-punk-necro-psycho-oversexed-romantic-biker! 56 years of wasted youth today! You're everything we wished our teen years could have been.
Sing it Marvin!

My head used to swim from the perfume I smelt
My hands kind of fumbled with her white plastic belt.
I'd taste her baby pink lipstick and that's when I'd melt
And she'd whisper in my ear tonight she really was mine
Get back in front and put some hair oil on
Buddy Holly was singing his very last song
With you arm round your girl you'd try to sing along
You felt pretty good cause you'd really had
A good time

Whatever Happened to Saturday Night?
Lyrics by Richard O'Brien


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