| Oh, oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable
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| Last night I dreamed that I took your life
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| We cut it up together with a sharpened knife
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| Then next night I found a dead horse in your bed
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| And when I rolled over it was you instead
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable
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| Every time you lied, you actually died
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| Shot in the head, in a cupboard and fried
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| The next day I came, I was in a frame
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| Hannibal the Cannibal all over again
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable
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| And the wind blows, dreams of my rose
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| And the wind blows, dreams of my rose
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable
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| Oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable
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| Oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable
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| Oh, oh, oh, (did you do it or did you see), it’s unthinkable
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| Oh, oh, oh, (did you do it or did you see), it’s unthinkable
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| Oh, oh, oh, (did you do it or did you see), it’s unthinkable
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| Oh, oh, oh, (did you do it or did you see), it’s unthinkable |