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song lyrics
Urban Soliders lyrics
(Dickie Peterson)
Allllright!
Out of a gun, You gather round
Cold machine gun, Mighty round
Urban soldiers, Combat back
Send the men, Never let you forget
Down to business, Out on the curb
Schoolgirl line saying not a word
Keep your cool, They re on the scene
You re gonna have a contact with a machine gun.
They re riding out on the air
They re living right on the air
They re riding out
They re riding out
They re on line, yeh-yeh.
Schoolgirl line, Who can it be
The soul secrets from you, Never keep
The fool of love, She s from lust
Tell the truth, What you tellin us for.
They re riding out on the air
You re riding out on the air
You re going down
You re going down
You re going down, Yeh-yeh.
Alright baby (Let s go)
Down to business, Out on the curb
Schoolgirl line saying not a word
Keep your cool, They re on the scene
You re gonna have a contact with a machine gun.
They re riding out on the air
They re making out on the air
They re riding out
They re riding out
They re riding out, Yeh-yeh.
(They re riding out on the air
They re riding out on the air
They re riding out again
They re riding out again
Ooo they re riding out again
Oooh Yeahh!
Ooohh!)
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