| A human heart goes out tonight
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| Yes, a red hot love on a red stop light
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| I see a scene, so cold it echoes in blue
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| Oh, those twisting tongues, they are after you
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| Wop bop a lu bop, Son, you gotta move up
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| Flip flop fly
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| Lawdy Miss Clawdy
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| Oh, what a story dreams to buy
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| Don’t need a knife to violate my life
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| It’s all so insane
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| When the other man has none
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| You don’t need a gun
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| Yes a Russian roulette, no fun
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| I don’t need a gun
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| I just need someone
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| I don’t need a gun
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| Blood red lights a domination street
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| Yeah, I just need your love, and I feel that heat
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| Yeah, you can drive me through
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| That red stop light
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| With a whiplash smile, Woahhh!
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| Wop bop a lu bop, yeah, you gotta move up
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| Flip flop fly
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| Lawdy Miss Clawdy
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| Oooh, what a story dreams to buy
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| Don’t need a knife to violate my life
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| It’s all so insane
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| I say when the other man has none
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| You don’t need a gun
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| A Russian roulette, no fun
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| I don’t need a gun, yeah I just need someone
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| I won’t need a gun
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| Oh yeah
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| You will always be crying, yeah
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| Oh, you will always be dying
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| Oh, you will always be dying
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| Elvis, a fight, the dying light
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| Johnnie Ray, he’s always crying
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| Gene Vincent, he cried, «Who slapped John, John, John»
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| Yes and me, I’m movin', movin', movin', movin' on
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| Yeah, to be someone
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| I don’t need a gun
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| I don’t need a gun
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| I don’t need a gun
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| Ow!
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| You will always be crying |