I'll tell you once, won't tell you twice
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You'd better wise up, Janet Weiss
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Your apple pie don't taste too nice
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You'd better wise up, Janet Weiss
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I've laid the seed, it should be all you need
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You're as sensual as a pencil
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Wound up like an E or a first string
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When we made it, did you hear a bell ring?
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You got a block, take my advice
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You'd better wise up, Janet Weiss
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The transducer will seduce ya
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My feet, I can't move my feet!
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My wheels, my god, I can't move my wheels!
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It's almost as if we're glued to the spot!
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You are! So quake with fear, you tiny fools!
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We're trapped!
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It's something you'll get used to, a mental mind fuck can be nice
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You won't find earth people quite the easy mark you imagine.
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This sonic transducer, it is some kind of audio-vibary physiomolecular
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transport device?
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You mean...?
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Yes, Brad, it is something we ourselves have been working on for quite some time,
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But it seems our friend here has found a way of perfecting it -
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A device, which is capable of breaking down solid matter,
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And projecting it through space, and who knows, perhaps even time itself!
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You mean he's gonna send us to another planet?
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Planet, Shmanet, Janet!
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You'd better wise up, Janet Weiss
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You'd better wise up, build your thighs up
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You'd better wise up
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And then she cried out:
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Stop!
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Don't get hot and flustered
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Use a bit of mustard
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You're a hot dog, but you'd better not try to hurt her, Frank Furter
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You're a hot dog, but you'd better not try to hurt her, Frank Furter
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You're a hot dog
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Wise Up
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