| There’s no sin in this
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| Getting dressed to kill
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| Laughing down the sun like a jackal will
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| With his eyes ablaze yeah and his lips apart
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| He’s gonna fill his cup with the love in your heart
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| And drink it up till the morning starts
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| Circulate the red light mistress
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| Get the girls and get their sisters
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| Pinch em' up and give em' blisters
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| Kiss em' fierce with all his might forever
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| Bye, bye to another life
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| Bye, bye to another life
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| Bye, bye to another life
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| Bye, bye to another life
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| Standing on the verge of the edge of the ledge
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| Waiting for me to fall but
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| Then I got a call
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| It said; |
| Wait hold up homie
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| You must be trippin'
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| You can’t be putting that sippin' and whippin' up in your pippin
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| You better stand tall
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| Fool you was born to ball
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| Took a little fall and now you wanna end it all
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| You’ve been chasing dreams like a hound dog on the hunt
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| Take your place in the front
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| Put your hand on the pump
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| And it’s right in your grasp man
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| I know they’re laughing but you’ll be laughing later
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| Cuz' time’s are gonna get greater
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| You’s' a player and when I say player
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| I mean player cuz your daddy and your uncle was a player
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| Who’s gonna cry for ya'?
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| Who’s gonna cry over you?
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| Who’s gonna cry for ya'?
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| Who’s gonna cry over you?
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| Put yourself in your position
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| You ain’t wantin' no fight no food
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| Ain’t no want and no light
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| So you must be doing all right
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| But wait a minute
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| Something’s wrong
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| It’s lunatic it’s mad insane
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| Busted like a water main
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| Indulgence in another vein
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| What they’re saying round the neighbourhood
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| Is what he’s drinking’s not aged in wood
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| He’s filling out
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| He’s all blowed up He’s all blowed up He’s gotten fat
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| He’s filling out
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| He’s all blowed up He’s all blowed up He’s gotten fat
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| And sure enough at the midnight lounge
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| There’s a dent in the seat where the vampire sat
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| Bye, bye to another life
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| Bye, bye to another life
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| Living dead is doing time
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| Like drowning on the circle line
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| Who’s gonna cry for ya'?
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| Who’s gonna cry over you?
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| Who’s gonna cry for ya'?
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| Who’s gonna cry over you?
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| Who’s gonna cry over you?
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| Cry over you?
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| Tell me would they lie for you?
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| Die for you?
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| You’re hoping that it’s true for you do for you fool
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| But who’s gonna cry?
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| Who’s gonna cry… |