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Go go go The other rat lights of the meter Somebody shot the babysitter They say my middle name is Stranger The guy you keep away from strangers I’m singing oh oh oh oh oh I’m out of control Oh baby when I see your pretty face I say oh oh oh oh oh God rest your fucking soul Cause baby baby I was born to go I pulled the trigger from the shooting stars I am a model in your crashing car I am the sheriff and the arab spring I am a poor man in your magazine I’m singing oh oh oh oh oh I’m out of control Oh baby when I see your pretty face I said oh oh oh oh oh God rest your fucking soul Cause baby baby eyes Uh baby baby eyes Uh baby baby I was born to… kill From Letras Mania