| It came my way on a lonesome day
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| The long black scarf took my possession
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| Valentino’s own, passed down from the throne
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| With powers to use with discretion
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| Through hallowed hall
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| Through streetlight stroll
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| Through winter snow, the scarf’s a-flying
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| He can feel salvation coming around
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| This time he knows it exists
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| The instant cool, the sexual appeal
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| Of a handsome romantic that no girl could resist
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| Around my neck I slowly felt
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| The noose of innocence, it was tightening
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| You got all that you thought you wanted
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| And now there’s ice in your heart
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| You kissed the girls, you notched them up
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| You said goodbye, you figured it out
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| You learned the game, you’re not the same
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| Icy drift, a solar eclipse
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| Who can tell your story?
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| Long black scarf, put it on
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| Bound for love, bound for glory |