Written by Ricky & Marty Wilde Ten little Indians Standin' in a row All dressed up But nowhere to go Lookin' for a target Lookin' for a man ........ Just get me outta here It's not the place My mind's been thinkin' on Just push me out again It's no use hangin' round or hangin'on Seven little Indians Standin' in a row The compere walks on the stage and he says "Sing it Girls" But the band's no good And the song don't cut it Just get me outta here It's not the place My mind's been thinkin' on Just push me out again It's no use hangin' round or hangin'on Come on, let's go tonight We gotta brand new way to celebrate it Oh - I got this rage to love Baby - it's so right And if you feel it ... Good ! Dedicate it Oh - I got this rage to love Three little indians Cryin' in their make-up Nobody stops And nobody cares Just get me outta here It's not the place My mind's been thinkin' on Just push me out again It's no use hangin' round or hangin'on Come on let's go tonight We gotta brand new way to celebrate it Oh - I got this rage to love Baby it's so right And if you feel it... Good ! Dedicate it Oh I got this rage to... Oh it's just this rage to... Oh I got this rage to love
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