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Hey Marianne won’t you buy me a ticket to KISS

I need good rockin' and I know that it’s you I miss

We can come together though we’ve grown apart

I miss you so much that it’s breakin’ my heart

Say you'll be mine and we’ll be a blanket of bliss

Hey Marianne all dressed in satin and lace

A long-legged lady with style and Italian grace

You're a whole lotta woman with a heart and brains

Too much for a man with middle-age pains

Oh did I surprise you check out the look on your face

Hey Marianne the mail brought a ticket I see

Like a bird in a cage when you’re trapped you can’t wait to flee

I'm rememberin' back to the punk I was

I still do whatever a leather punk does

Like every good child don’t we all just wanna be free

Hey Marianne let your smile and your laughter flow

You're a fine aesthetician not a Deuce but a Strutter to go

A shot of Cold Gin in the evening light

Together we'll dance Rock’n Roll All Night

One for the money and why not two for the show