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You were watching me eat |
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You were watching me sleep |
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You were a willing sheep |
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And I was little-bo-peep and |
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You were writing it down and |
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You were looking for cracks but I |
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Look good with a knife in my back |
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Valentine, |
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I'm all mine |
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Valentine, |
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I'm all mine |
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With a flick of my wrist and |
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With a twitch of my lid |
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I'll make you wish like hell |
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You never said what you did and |
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With a flick of my tongue and |
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With a lick of my lip |
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You'll never work your way up |
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To where I slipped from |
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Valentine, |
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My steel spine |
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Shines up fine, |
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Valentine |
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Valentine, |
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I'm all mine |
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Shines up fine, |
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Valentine |
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Well I got leather skin |
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And I got a brick head |
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And I got clay feet and |
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A heart of dead lead and |
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I'm all wired up |
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And I got a lotta soul |
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And from what I'm told a golden hole |
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Valentine, |
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My steel spine |
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Shines up fine, |
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Valentine |
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Valentine, |
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I'm all mine |
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Shines up fine, |
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Valentine |
