| You stole my heart, you stole my soul
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| And my restraint, well, it comes and goes
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| You left a part of me exposed
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| I’ve got a fever, I wanted more
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| We’re in the middle of it
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| All this fire and brimstone
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| Let your God tell you where to go
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| We’re in the middle of it
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| All singing and all dancing
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| Stuck in the middle of it
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| All singing and all dancing
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| Stuck in the middle of it
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| All singing and all dancing
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| You stole my car, you stole my road
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| The shadows flash, my perception’s blown
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| I searched the found, but found the lost
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| We got a fever, we’re wanting more
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| We’re in the middle of it
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| All this fire and brimstone
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| Let your God tell you where to go
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| We’re in the middle of it
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| All singing and all dancing
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| We got a fever, we’re wanting more
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| We’re in the middle of it
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| All this fire and brimstone
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| Let your God tell you where to go
|
| We’re in the middle of it
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| All singing and all dancing
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| We got a fever, we’re wanting more
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| We’re in the middle of it
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| All this fire and brimstone
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| Let your God tell you where to go
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| We’re in the middle of it
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| All singing and all dancing |