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Ziggy played guitar
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Jamming good with Weird and Gilly
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And the spiders from Mars
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He played it left hand
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But made it too far
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Became the special man
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Then we were Ziggy's band
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Now Ziggy really sang
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Screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo
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Like some cat from Japan
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He could lick 'em by smiling
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He could leave 'em to hang
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'Came on so loaded man
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Well hung and snow white tan
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So where were the spiders
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While the fly tried to break our balls
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With just the beer light to guide us
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So we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands?
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Ziggy played for time
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Jiving us that we were voodoo
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The kid was just crass, he was the nazz
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With God given ass
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He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar
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Making love with his ego Ziggy sucked up into his mind
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Like a leper messiah
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When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band
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Ziggy played guitar
