Tekster: The Vaselines. Dum-Dum.

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I'm a real Dum-Dum, I'm the son of a gun
I was born to run, but I wanted to walk
I'm a real Dum-Dum, I even left my Mum
'Cause she'd get on my nerves, and I do what I please

(Dum Dum)
Dum Dum!
(Dum Dum)
Dum!
(Dum Dum)
Dum Dum!

I'm a real Dum-Dum, but I don't mind
I've got a Dum-Dum girl, we're two of a kind
I'm a real Dum-Dum, I'm gonna find a son
I'm gonna do what I want, every way that I please

[Chorus]

I'm a real Dum-Dum, just looking for fun
I'm gonna get my kicks on the silver stage
I'm a real Dum-Dum, hey I don't care
If you wanna know, I'm a 'Dont-Care-Bear'

[Solo]

I'm a real Dum-Dum, I'm the son of a gun
I was born to run, but I wanted to walk
I'm a real Dum-Dum, I even loved my Mum
I like to get on my knees, and do what I please

[Chorus]

I'm a real Dum-Dum, just looking for fun
I'm gonna get my kicks on the central stage
I'm a real Dum-Dum, hey I don't care
If you wanna know, I'm a 'Dont-Care-Bear'

[Chorus]

Dum-Dum!