| Hold my cigarette while it’s lit
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| And let it burn you, baby
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| Oh, dead ringer, you so sick
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| But you look amazing
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| All these voices in the night
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| Come like a cool summer rain
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| Know they hangin' for a while
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| So I let 'em stay, stay, stay, stay, stay
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| Oh, all these faces in the night
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| Lookin' like television saints
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| With their names in big bright lights
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| All they do is take, take, take, take, take
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| Oh, lady
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| I got my hand on the trigger
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| And it’s pointed at the dead ringer
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| Hold my cigarette while it’s lit
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| And let it burn you, baby
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| Oh, dead ringer, you so sick
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| But you look amazing
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| Hold my cigarette while it’s lit
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| And let it burn you, baby
|
| Oh, dead ringer, you so sick
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| But you look amazing
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| Oh, my reflection’s from a time
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| When all the worst was a game
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| Nothin' like the shake of life
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| Stuck up in a race, race, race, race, race
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| Hell caught a shadow of a guy
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| Can’t find him one little break
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| See, there’s a gap in his smile
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| For fittin' all his pain, pain, pain, pain, pain
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| Oh, lady
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| I got my hand on the trigger
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| And it’s pointed at the dead ringer
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| Hold my cigarette while it’s lit
|
| And let it burn you, baby
|
| Oh, dead ringer, you so sick
|
| But you look amazing
|
| Hold my cigarette while it’s lit
|
| And let it burn you, baby
|
| Oh, dead ringer, you so sick
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| But you look amazing
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| Yeah, yeah, did you think that he could hurt you?
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| Yeah, yeah, the dead ringer never meant to
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| Yeah, yeah, did you think that he could hurt you?
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| Yeah, yeah, the dead ringer never meant to
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| Hold my cigarette while it’s lit
|
| And let it burn you, baby
|
| Oh, dead ringer, you so sick
|
| But you look amazing
|
| Hold my cigarette while it’s lit
|
| And let it burn you, baby
|
| Oh, dead ringer, you so sick
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| But you look amazing
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| Oh, dead ringer, you’re so sick |