| Midnight I think I’m going to make it
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| Feel the magical lash of the roll
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| And the crash in their lives
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| Headline in tomorrow’s papers
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| Kill that light it’s so bright
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| And you’re shining it right in my eyes
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| Show me your secret and tell me your name
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| Catch me with your fizzy smile
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| Try to remember again and again
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| What it is that I recognize
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| Don’t ask me now
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| When I need you I don’t know how
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| To believe in your advice
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| Just this once I take the dice
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| Midnight so what’s the point of faking
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| For a kiss or a whisper
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| You pull out a desperate prize
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| Hold tight onto Daddy’s bracelet
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| Make them pay for their chances
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| With money they don’t think that’s nice |