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She struts into the room but I don't know her
But with a magnifying glance just sort of look her over
We had a drink or two, well maybe three
And then suddenly she starts telling me her life story
Baby if you wanna be my lover
You better take me home
'Cause there's a long, long way to a paradise
And I'm still on my own
On my own
I told her that I came from Detroit City
And I play guitar in a psychotic rock and roll duo
She asked me why the singer's name was Mojo
I said, "Listen baby, you really ain't got to go-go"
Baby if you wanna be my lover
You better take me home
'Cause there's a long, long way to a paradise
And I'm still on my own
On my own
Baby if you wanna be my lover
You better take me home
'Cause there's a long, long way to a paradise
And I'm still on my own
Still on my own
Yeah
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