| Dr. Heckyll works late at the laboratory
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| Where things are not as they seem
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| Dr. Heckyll wishes nothing more desperately
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| Than to fulfill all of his dreams
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| Letting loose with a scream in the dead of night
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| As he’s breaking new ground
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| Trying his best to unlock all the secrets
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| But he’s not sure what he’s found
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| Dr. Heckyll is his own little guinea pig
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| 'Cos they all think he’s mad
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| Sets his sights on the search of a lifetime
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| And he’s never, never sad
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| Whoa oh, it’s off to work he goes
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| In the name of science and all its wonders
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| CHORUS
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| This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive
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| They are a person who feels good to be alive
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| This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive
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| Believes the underdog will eventually survive
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| Not long now till the ultimate experiment
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| He’s breaking all the rules
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| He wants to cure all matter of imbalance
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| In this world of fools
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| He locks the door and he looks around nervously
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| He knows there’s no one there
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| He drinks it down and waits for some reaction
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| To all his work and care
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| Hey, hey he fumbles for what to say
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| He loves the wo except for all the people
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| CHORUS
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| Whoa oh, it’s out at night he goes
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| He slips easily into conversation
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| Hey hey, he’s cool in every way
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| Sometimes he loves to sing that old black magic
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| CHORUS |