The B-52's

Radio operator to the tower.
Debbie's comin' in for a landing.
Oh, put your head between your knees.
Caused by the vibrations of love,
They're about to shake me to pieces.

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Shell-shocked, supersonic blonde.
Hyperphonic female.
Dark sunglasses on.
Everyone is here to see
Her all-girl rock band.

Vortex pulls me in,
The vortex spits me out.
Jet-eyed glitter child, strappin' on a gold guitar.
We witness the ultrasonic imploding excitation.
Bodies exhausted in total elation.

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Oh, Debbie;
Queen of the underground,
Carrying her gold guitar.
The show is over.
My downtown baby is headin' home
Singing a song,
She's walkin' alone.
She walking down the block.
Now she's comin' my way,
As our hearts and our dark sunglasses lock.

[Chorus]

Every day, every day,
Just a little bit wilder.
Every day, every day,
Just a little bit tighter.
Every day, every day,
Just a little bit wilder.
Every day, every day,
Just a little bit tighter.

Written by PIERSON, KATE/SCHNEIDER, FRED/STRICKLAND, KEITH
Published by EMI Music Publishing

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