Intro
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Sara spelled without an ?h? was getting bored
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On a Peavey amp from nineteen eighty four
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While Zak without a ?c? tried out some new guitars
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Playing Sara with no ?h?s favorite song
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La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
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La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
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Zak and Sara
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Often Sara would have spells where she lost time
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She saw the future she heard voices from inside
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The kind of voices she would soon learn to deny
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Because at home they got her slapped
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La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
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La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
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Zak and Sara
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Zak and Sara
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Zak called his Dad, about lay away plans
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Sara told the friendly salesman that
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You?ll all die in your cars
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And why?s it gotta be dark
And you?re all workin? in a submarine
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Ass hole
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She saw the light she saw a pale English face
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Some strange machines repeating beats and thumping bass
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Pitchers of pills that put you in a loving trance
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That make it possible for all white boys to dance
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And when Zak finished Sara?s song, Sara clapped.
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La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
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La la laaa, la la laaa, la la laaa
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Zak and Sara
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Zak and Sara
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