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| Here comes that man in red Dressed so sharp he's gonna bleed to death! Some say he tells the future, some say he tells lies. He picks up satellite waves from up in the sky. At night you can watch TV in his eyes. He's got a thousand lovers off to the side. Ladies can't resist him, but nor can the guys! He's been tracked through all the streets by private eyes; They just can't get a clue--he blows their minds! The police, they've got a fix on him They know where he hides. But that's okay, he's got one on them (and the FBI)! He wears a three-piece suit and he acts really sly. Climb aboard his cruiser for one hell of a ride! |
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