| Up on this hill, in this uncanny house
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| The wind makes this place creak, the lights they are flickering.
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| The moon she is lurking, the clock it stopped working
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| At a quarter past three.
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| There"s something dancing here in the shadows
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| And I wish it were us.
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| You haunt me baby, you haunt me here tonight.
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| You haunt me baby, you haunt me here tonight.
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| Tonight.
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| Tonight.
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| Can"t get your memory, off of my mind, my mind.
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| Just want your heartbeat, on top of mine, of mine.
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| There"s something dancing, here in the shadows
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| And I wish it were us.
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| You haunt me baby, you haunt me here tonight.
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| You haunt me baby, you haunt me here tonight.
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| Tonight.
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| Tonight.
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| Up on this hill, in this uncanny house.
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| Your spirit I can"t see, but I still believe
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| I can feel your breath on me.
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| You haunt me baby, you haunt me here tonight.
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| You haunt me baby, you haunt me here tonight.
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| Tonight.
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| Tonight.
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| Up on this hill, in this uncanny house. |