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Goodbye Song
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English adaptation by Neil Enet
INDIANA Lyrics
Little girl I know you're lying
You can't fool me anymore
I know that you've been messing round
With the drummer from the band next door
You think I'm young and stupid
That I might lose it
Well If I see you again with him
You better watch out
Who's the asshole in the jacket
They say you're going out with him
His stupid little leather hat
The gun, the whip, oh this and that
Indiana Jones
So sick and tired of hearing his name
Here comes our hero
He's gonna steal my girl again
Oh baby what have I done
Tell me when the hell have I treated you so bad
Oh baby what have I done
He's gonna throw you away
You're gonna be his very last crusade
You're gonna come back to me
Indiana Indiana
Indiana Indiana
You haven't said another word
I really don't think you're gonna
You've seen the fucking movie bout a million times
You play the soundtrack every night
Gonna go to a thrift store
And sell your filthy dildo, the Mighty Indiana Jones
Tell me why don't you just shave, oh I know you can
Drop the whip, come on and fight like a man
Just thank god you wear glasses Indiana
Oh Indiana...
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The Teen Reynolds Washington, D.C.
Neil is 38, he sings and plays guitar; Mark is 45, he plays the drums. Together they are The Teen Reynolds.
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