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We only have the weekend You can serve it to me, ancient-city style We can party like it’s B.C. With a pretty sixteenth-century

  There will be blood, run for your life Go on and say, go on and say your last goodbye There will be

  Livin’ in LA now Hard without you, I’m Missin’ you miles away Said I need space, but I don’t need space,