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Things get tougher when the sun goes down |
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In the streets and alleys, all the animals collide |
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Don't feed the animals |
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Things get tougher when the sun goes down |
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In the streets and alleys, all the animals collide |
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Don't feed the animals |
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I am an animal |
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And I'm gonna tear you limb from limb |
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I am an animal |
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And I'm gonna tear you limb from limb |
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I saw you staring through your long, brown hair |
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I caught your scent from way over there |
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You say that you're stayin at the |
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Sunset Marquee |
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And you gave me a key to room 116 |
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A couple more drinks and we're feelin the booze |
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So we trudged up to your hotel room |
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But your momma never thought when you came out of the womb |
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That you'd throw yourself to animals |
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You sing your song like a bird in a cage |
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But deep down inside |
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Your mom kept you safe 'til you were of age |
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I bet your daddy never thought you'd be an animal |
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Things get tougher when the sun goes down |
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In the streets and alleys, all the animals collide |
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Don't feed the animals |
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Things get tougher when the sun goes down |
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In the streets and alleys, all the animals collide |
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Don't feed the animals |
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I am an animal |
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And I'm gonna tear you limb from limb |
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I am an animal |
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And I'm gonna tear you limb from limb |
