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Kiss all your fingers, what's that for? You'll never get to Heaven with you shirt all tore Cut through your finger and cut you loose Lost a lot a blood, lost a lot a cool, cool, cool Now it ain't such a thrill It ain't such a thrill Now it ain't such a thrill It get's a little dirty like the guts of a hack And you'll never get it back, you'll never get the damn thing back Looked a picture, took up half the roll The way you went and took off half your clothes And now it ain't such a thrill It ain't such a thrill It started at the back of the shell Now it ain't such a thrill Running to catch up, the last city bus Wearing out your yellow hulla dress Lipstick a mess, your ch-ch-cherry best Kissing on the window just to check on the red You know, it ain't such a thrill It ain't such a thrill It started at the back of the shell Now it ain't such a thrill It ain't such a thrill It ain't such a thrill It ain't such a thrill It ain't such a thrill