All The Young Dudes Ian Hunter

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Well Billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he kick it in the head when he was twenty-five
Speed jive don't want to stay alive
When you're twenty-five

And Wendy's stealing clothes from Marks and Sparks
And Freedy's got spots from ripping off the stars from his face
Funky little boat race

Television man is crazy saying we're juvenile deliquent wrecks
Oh man, I need TV when I got T. Rex
Oh brother you guessed., I'm a dude dad

(All the young dudes) Hey dudes
(Carry the news) Where are ya
(Boogaloo dudes) Stand up, come on
(Carry the news)
(All the young dudes) I want to hear you
(Carry the news) I want to see you
(Boogaloo dudes) And I want to talk to you all of you
(Carry the news)

Now Lucy looks sweet cause he dresses like a queen
But he can kick like a mule, it's a real mean team
But we can love, oh yes we can love

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