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Okay, ...
You better listen
I'm gonna tell you how to be cool
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Sunglasses after dark
Oooh, they're so sharp
You'll be cool
And the girls'll drool
It's real simple
Sunglasses after dark
They're so sharp
Why, just look at me
Let me -
Went out last Saturday night
I got myself in a fist fight
Everybody's creamed, including me
'Cause there wasn't one of us cats could see
See, we were wearin' S.A.D
You know, I was walking around on the street
And this grown big cat walked smack into me
I could hardly make him out, the lights were so dim
But then I seen what was wrong with him
He was wearin' sunglasses...after dark
Sunglasses after dark!
Whooooo! They're so sharp!
Sunglasses after dark!
Whooooo! It's so simple!
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Sunglasses After Dark (take 2) was written by Whitey Pullen.