| All the neighbours never see me
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| But they wonder why I walk around at night
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| He gets hungry — I go hunting
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| In the moonlit streets
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| For somebody that’s right
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| Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast Is all he’s living for
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| And he craves it more and more
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| Showgirls, businessmen in suits in the midnight rain
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| If they walk alone are never seen again
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| In the paper, seems a florist
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| Found in Lincoln Park, died of some anemia
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| No one raped her, poor Doloris
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| Just detained her and drained her on the spot
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| Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast
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| Is all he’s living for
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| And he craves it more and more
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| Old men, ladies of the night walking in the rain
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| If they walk alone are never seen again
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| Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
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| Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
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| Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
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| Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
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| No one calls and no one visits
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| We’re like a couplet out of Desolation Row
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| We don’t want them to want to know us
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| 'Cause when they do, they get a little bit too close
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| Fresh blood, a sanguinary feast is all I’m living for
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| And I crave it more and more
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| Bad girls, cops on the beat in the midnight rain
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| If they’re out alone, are never seen again
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| Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
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| Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
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| Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
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| Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
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| Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
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| Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
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| Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
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| Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me
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| Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
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| Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me, cry to me
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| Fresh blood it goes through me, flows through me
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| Fresh blood inside of me, cry to me, cry to me |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fresh Blood, artist - Alice Cooper. Album song The Studio Albums 1969-1983, in the genre Иностранный рок