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Giddy-up old boy it's time to go |
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Voulez vous savoir the love below |
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Brother, I've got more than you can take |
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But more than I can do to stay awake |
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I close my eyes |
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So I |
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Can dream of ways to keep you occupied |
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So I |
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Can lock you up we'll keep it classified |
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Alright |
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You're mine tonight, son |
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When I close my eyes |
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I can make you sorry when I want |
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Find some other house for you to haunt |
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Carry out your sentence in my head |
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All I have to do is go to bed |
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I close my eyes |
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So I |
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Can dream of ways to keep you occupied |
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So I |
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Can lock you up we'll keep it classified |
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So right |
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You're mine tonight son, when I close my eyes |
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Hide and seek, yellow ducky |
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Feeling weak or feeling lucky son |
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Who's got milk, the baby's crying |
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Shut 'em up, get 'em flying |
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Little kiddies bought and sold |
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Cause papa's got a brand new bag of gold |
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Tonight |
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I'll dream of ways to keep you occupied |
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So I can lock you up we'll call it classified |
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So right |
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You're mine tonight love when I close my eyes |
