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They're the people that turn me on, |
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that's why I never bother. |
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I don't even care how mean they are. |
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So I don't ever take your calls, |
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'cause I don't ever want them. |
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Slow come on |
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Tell me you're scared |
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What you've done |
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Tell me you're scared |
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Dusk to dawn |
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It's a body that won't turn on, |
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So I don't ever bother. |
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Baby's got the blankest stare. |
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So I don't ever take your calls, |
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'cause I don't ever want them. |
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Does it turn you on? |
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Does it turn you on? |
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To feel the knife roll over slowly? |
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Does it turn you on? |
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Does it turn you on? |
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To feel the nails roll over slow? |
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Slow come on, |
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Yeah come on, come on, come on, come on |
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Let me in, let me in, let me in, let me in. |
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Come on, come on, come on, come on. |
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Let me in, let me in, let me in. |
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Why am I so cruel? |
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Why am I so mean? |
