| I once knew a woman,
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| she put a curse on me that eventually came true
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| She was a head on wreck,
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| on a mystic ride (you know the kind)
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| — among the visions and the ruins
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| She was my unsuspecting secret mission
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| Leftover passion and desire — they only deepen the wound
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| But you must admit that the pain is sweet
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| It makes you howl at the moon
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| I guess you are my unsuspecting secret mission
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| Every eleven days or so
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| I get a message from you
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| Invisible ink on invisible paper
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| But I can smell the perfume
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| I guess I ain’t your unsuspecting secret mission
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| No You aren’t my unsuspecting secret mission |