Sick Boys
Sickboy, in his faded blue jeans Sickboy, black leather jacket seams Sickboy, he's always in trouble With the law don't ya know...
Sickboy, he carries a switchblade knife, Sickboy, likes to get into fights. Sickboy, he'll go drinkin' With the boys all night long.
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Sickboy, rides a big motorbike, Sickboy, combs his hair up just right. Sickboy, with tattoos up and Down his arms, don't ya know...
Sickboy, he's got a girl wrapped around his arm, Sickboy, with his streetlike charm. Sickboy, he'll make love to her All night long, don't ya know...
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