Lyrics

Electronic drums and synthesizers Angular haircuts and black eyeliner We'll start a new wave band And then I'll make you mine You'll play the keyboards And everything will be alright We'll show the Soc's We'll show the jocks We'll show the Heshers We can't be stopped Come on Vivian Put your glasses on Yeah, you've gone away to med school And I've gone out of my mind Flock of seagulls really busted out Haysi Fantayzee made all of the kids shout We've got a microphone and it's made out of plastic We've got a show tonight, it's gonna be classic We'll take on the world And MTV We'll rock the Math club Christmas party Come on Vivian Put your glasses on Yeah, you've gone away to med school And I've gone out of my mind Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on Come on Vivian Put your glasses on Yeah, you've gone away to med school And I've gone out of my mind Come on Vivian Put your glasses on Yeah, you've gone away to med school And I've gone out of my mind
Writer(s): Stephen L. Sherlock, Parry P. Gripp, Dave Ehrlich Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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