Teenage Dream Songtext
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Teenage Dream Songtext
Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream?
Surprise surprise, the boys are home
My guardian angel′s rung down my telephone
The heat's on mister, Can′t you hear them scream?
Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream?
The curfew comes at the crack of night
The sad old wino aches to dissipate the fright
The jet junk jiver speeds past in his machine
Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream?
A broken god from a musty world
Sweetly mouthed touched an onyx girl
His prison bars were very hard to clean
Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream?
Do it, do it, do it to me babe
Do it to me babe
Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream?
The Wizard of Oz and the bronzen thief
Ruled my girl with teutonic teeth
But all was lost when her mouth turned green
Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream?
Silver Surfer and the Ragged Kid
Are all sad and rusted boy, they don't have a gig
Believe me Pope Paul my toes are clean
Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream?
Black is black, and white is white
Some go to Heaven and some get it light
Nobody disapproves but his wicked screams
Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream?
I'm talking teen age to you woman
I′m talking to you
Play them blues to me boy
Ride off
Surprise surprise, the boys are home
My guardian angel′s rung down my telephone
The heat's on mister, Can′t you hear them scream?
Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream?
The curfew comes at the crack of night
The sad old wino aches to dissipate the fright
The jet junk jiver speeds past in his machine
Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream?
A broken god from a musty world
Sweetly mouthed touched an onyx girl
His prison bars were very hard to clean
Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream?
Do it, do it, do it to me babe
Do it to me babe
Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream?
The Wizard of Oz and the bronzen thief
Ruled my girl with teutonic teeth
But all was lost when her mouth turned green
Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream?
Silver Surfer and the Ragged Kid
Are all sad and rusted boy, they don't have a gig
Believe me Pope Paul my toes are clean
Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream?
Black is black, and white is white
Some go to Heaven and some get it light
Nobody disapproves but his wicked screams
Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream?
I'm talking teen age to you woman
I′m talking to you
Play them blues to me boy
Ride off
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