I was born in a cross-fire hurricane
And I howled at my Ma in the driving rain
But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas
But it's all right, I'm jumpin' Jack flash
It's a gas, gas, gas (it's a gas, gas, gas)
I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag
I was schooled with a strap right across my back
But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas
But it's all right, I'm jumpin' Jack flash
It's a gas, gas, gas (it's a gas, gas, gas)
(Gas, gas, gas)
(Gas, gas, gas)
(Gas, gas, gas)
(Gas, gas, gas)
(Gas, gas, gas)
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