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Ooooo Ooooo Ooooo
Sugar's got a space ship running on empty reds
moving lovers undercover just like I said
in a phantom world spinning out of time
we're just a sci-fi kids making dirty rimes
I never really saw myself as a the running kind
were just a digital brat with an insect mind
I'm just a sci-fi kid like you
I'm just a sci-fi kid like you
I'm just a science-fiction kid like you
I'm just a science-fiction kid like you
Sugar's got a space ship trippin' over dusty stars
Keen cars, living large, playing big guitars
Packin' in, making holes, and it's not so hard
It?s just an extra part in a kid like me me A Sci-fi kid like me
I'm just a sci-fi kid like you