Well you got the hands of a man and the face of a little boy blue
And when you stand you´re so grand there´s a case just for looking at you.
You´re so young you could have been the devil´s son
You´re so young but like a hang up
I´ll be sad when you´re old and you´re gone.

Watch out, you know the 48 crash come like a lightning flash
And the 48 crash is a silk sash bash

You´ve got the kind of a mind of a juvenile Romeo
And you´re so blind you could find that your motor ain´t ready
to go.
You´re so young you´re a hot shot son of a gun.
You´re so young but like a teenage tear-away
Soon you´ll be torn and you´ll run

Watch Out!
You know the 48 Crash come like a lightning flash (48 Crash, 48 Crash)
And the 48 Crash is a silk sash bash (48 Crash, 48 Crash)
48 Crash, 48 Crash
Come like a lightning flash, a lightning flash
And it´s a silk sash bash, a silk sash bash, that´s the 48 Crash

Crash, Crash, 48 Crash (Crash)
Crash, Crash, 48 Crash (Crash)
Crash, Crash, 48 Crash (Crash)
Crash, Crash, AAAGH!

You know the 48 Crash comes like a lightning flash (48 Crash, 48 Crash)
And the 48 Crash is a silk sash bash (48 Crash, 48 Crash)
48 Crash, 48 Crash
Come like a lightning flash, a lightning flash
And it´s a silk sash bash, a silk sash bash
That´s the 48 Crash
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