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Oh, the sun-drenched French girls won't relate To a frozen glare from the Northern State Dreamin' of fat happy babies Kickin' ladies in the Metro now And the mirrors won't sing back divine Be it choppin' your hair or choppin' a line But you laugh, crack up They laugh, crack up and smile Whoo! Alright, let's fall apart And the clock starts tickin' now Tick tick tick tick tick tick, ow! She said, "Your allegory is far too blunt" I said, "This ain't no laboratory, you're the cunt" She said, "Emotional distance, it doesn't rhyme Or resonate brilliance in its time" But is it lyrical genius or crap rock poetry? I say the lineage runs Morrison, Patti Smith and me But maybe the reason we're so uninspired Is 'cause the hour is late and the bodies are tired I think everyone here can agree That a party ain't great 'cause the booze is free Naw, the free spirits ain't settin' no one's spirits free Yeah! Uh huh, I'm falling apart And the clock starts here and now Tick tick tick tick, ow! Wind it up now People don't dance no more (What?) They just stand there like this (Uh huh) They cross their arms and stare you down And drink and moan and diss (That's right) People don't dance no more (Uh huh) They just stand there like this (Yeah) They cross their arms and stare you down And drink and moan and diss (Okay) People don't dance no more (What?) They just stand there like this (That's right) They cross their arms and stare you down And drink and moan and diss (Okay now) People don't dance no more They just stand there like this They cross their arms and stare you down And drink and moan and diss Whoo! Y'all ready, girls? (Yeah, yeah) I used to think life's a bitter pill But it's a grand old time