| I got a top hat and a walking cane
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| I got a black cat on a golden chain
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| I got a white shirt with a bloody stain
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| Going to the river of love
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| She got long hair
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| And big brown eyes
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| She belongs there, it was no surprise
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| Nothing wrong there, she made me realize
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| We’re going to the river of love
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| We’re going down to the river of love
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| Oh, holy water
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| Take me down, hold me under
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| Oh, I feel the power
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| Fill my soul with righteous thunder
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| I was decaying just like a cavity
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| Dismayed of my deprivity
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| I got way laid by all the gravity
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| 'Til we went down to the river of love
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| She is an angel, her name is Tiffany
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| She’s kinda strange though, but my epiphany
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| I wouldn’t change though 'cause she’s a gift to me
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| And she leads me to the river of love
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| We’re going to the river of love
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| Oh, holy water
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| Take me down, hold me under
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| Oh, I feel the power
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| Fill my soul with righteous thunder
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| I look around and I see loneliness
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| And hearts are bitter and cold
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| And filled with target this, the indoctrinations of a soul to kill
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| The emptiness you live with every night and day
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| But I’m here to tell you well that ain’t the way
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| You gotta sing it out, you gotta reach for the sky
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| Until you ring it out, kiss the devil goodbye
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| You gotta wrap your arms around the woman you love
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| And raise your eyes to the Lord above, yeah
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| Raise 'em up to the Lord above, and say
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| Oh, holy water
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| Take me down, hold me under
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| Oh, I feel the power
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| Fill my soul with righteous thunder
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| Oh, holy water
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| Take me down, hold me under |