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Where have all the good boys gone
And where are all the japs
Where's the streetwise C______s
To fight the rising braps
Isn't there a ghost rider upon a fiery steed
Late at night I toss and I turn
And I dream of what I need
I need a deadbeat
I'm holding out for a deadbeat 'till the end of the stream
He's gotta be short, and he's gotta be young
And he's gotta have no self-esteem
I need a deadbeat
I'm holding out for a deadbeat 'till the hours of SEA
He's gotta be sure, and it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be shorter than me
Shorter than me
