Pixeleen Lyrics

Intro:
Our man Abdu squeezes off twenty tracer rounds
And thats when she jumps the turnstyle
and she clings to the roof of the speeding train
A5add6,9
The Double A down to Sheridan square
her cell phone rings
It's , like, her stupid father
Be in the door by ten---again
Pixel een
dream deep my three-times perfect ultra teen
Pixe leen
Born in the bogs by Jersey
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Trained to love and spy hard
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Dropped on the streets of Roppongi
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Soaked through the floor of a noodle shop
And when Abdul rams the clip of the miniglock
Up on the catwalk inside the warehouse
You whip a knife from the top of your go-go boot
With just a flash of spectacular thigh
Your pager starts to throb
It's your as-if boyfriend Randall
better keep it real--or whatever
Pixel een
Rave on my sleek and soulful cyber queen
Pixeleen
penned by a hack in the Palisades
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Backed by some guys from Columbia
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Shot all in digital video
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For a million and change
Flashback to cool summer nights
Freddy can we cut to the chase
In the room above your garage
Everything about me is different Symmetrical and clean
sax:
This is what I see
Just a girl in girlie trouble
Dancing in the vi - i - i - i -e o with gun and tambour ine
Pixel een
Be good my three-times perfect ultra teen
Pixeleen
Born on the floor of a noodle shop....
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