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There's somethin' shiftin' in the distance |
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Don't know what it is |
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Day as dead as night |
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Except for the feelin' |
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That's crawlin' up inside of me |
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As you sing your song |
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As you swing along, and you |
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It's your, your song |
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Devil in me who makes me stare at you |
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As you twist up along, sing your song |
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And you're slitherin' up to me |
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You're so close, |
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I justJust want to touch and sing your song |
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And you don't know what's goin' on |
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But you want me to come |
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You want me to come |
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You want me to come |
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You want me to come along |
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As you sing your, your song |
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And you're fuckin' with me |
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Yeah, you're fuckin' with me |
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You're fuckin' with me |
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As you slither up, slither up to me |
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Your lips are slippin', twistin' up my insides |
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Sing along and just a swingin' man |
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Singin' your song |
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Now, I don't know what you want |
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But you're lookin' at me |
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And you're fallin' on the ground |
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And you're twistin' around |
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Fuckin' with my, my mind |
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And I don't know what's goin' on |
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Swing your song, twist it along |
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As you slither up to me, and it's got to be |
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And I don't know what you want to do |
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Lookin' at me with your big dark eyes |
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And you're rubbin' your body |
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Twist, twist |
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HalloweenHalloween |
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Halloween... |
