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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