| Well … Way down inside every man there’s an animal
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| He’s hiding somewhere deep in his soul
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| Well most of the time, well he’s hard to find
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| And I can keep him under control
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| But when the sun goes down and the moon comes around
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| Starts shining down thru the trees
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| One look in your eyes and it’s hello mister hyde
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| Well you you bring out the beast in me
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| Now could it be the moon or maybe your perfume
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| That affects me the way that it does
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| Or could it be your eyes in star lit Summer skys
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| Make this wild man fall in love
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| I’ed like to play it cool
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| Don’t want to look like a fool
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| 'Cause a man has got to have some dignity
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| But you go walkin' by and Lord I lose my mind
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| You bring out the beast in me
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| It seems everytime I get myself back together
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| And I’ve got him back down where he belongs
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| I climb down from a tree and get back on my feet
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| Well that’s when you come along
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| Then my heart goes to beatin' and my knees start to weaken
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| And I tremble and I can’t hardly breath
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| Well I can’t hold him in 'cause here he comes again
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| You bring out the beast in me |