| Finally found a fella
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| Almost completely divine
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| But his vocabulary
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| Is killing this romance of mine
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| We get into an intimate situation
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| And then begins this character’s conversation
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| He says, murder, he says
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| Every time we kiss
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| He says, murder, he says
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| At a time like this
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| He says, murder, he says
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| Is that the language of love?
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| He says, solid, he says
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| Takes me in his arms
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| And says, solid, he says
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| Meaning all my charms
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| He says, solid, he says
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| Is that the language of love?
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| He says, chick chick
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| You torture me
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| Zoom, are we livin?
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| I’m thinkin of leaving him flat
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| He says, dig dig the jumps
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| The old ticker is giving
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| He can talk plainer than that
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| He says, murder, he says
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| Every time we kiss
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| He says, murder, he says
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| Keep it up like this
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| He says, murder, he says
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| In that impossible tone
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| We’ll bring on nobody’s murder
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| But his own
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| He says, jackson, he says
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| And my name’s marie
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| He says, jackson, he says
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| Shoot the snoot for me
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| He says, jackson, he says
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| Is that the language of love?
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| He says, mmmhmm
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| When he likes my hat
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| He says, tsk tsk tsk
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| What the heck is that?
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| He says, woo hoo! |
| he says
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| Is that the language of love?
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| He says hep hep with helium
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| Now babe, we’re cookin
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| Another expression’s too ill
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| He says, we’re in the groove
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| And the groove is good lookin
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| Sounds like his uppers don’t fit!
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| He says, murder, he says
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| Every time we kiss
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| He says, murder, he says
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| Keep it up like this
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| In that, murder, he says
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| In that impossible tone
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| We’ll bring on nobody’s murder
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| But his own |