| She was lookin' for more than just a good time
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| She needed a ramblin' man to make her feel alive
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| In the streets of her heart someone had arrived
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| Golden God of her dreams with blank porcelain eyes
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| Sunken in the master’s chair, Lord Gold’s face
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| The fullest flush, the sweetest surrender
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| Pay attention as he pours
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| You can’t ignore blood, stars and wine
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| Expose your heart, show me where you’re weak
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| Kneel and beg for my healin'
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| Obsession sinks in, you want more and more
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| Of my wand of unyieldin'
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| She was lookin' for more than just a good time
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| (Open your heart)
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| She needed a ramblin' man to make her feel alive
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| (To the world)
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| In the streets of her heart someone had arrived
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| (Bare your soul)
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| Golden God of her dreams with blank porcelain eyes
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| (To your Lord)
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| Expose your heart, show me where you’re weak
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| Kneel and beg for my healin'
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| Obsession sinks in, you want more and more
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| Of my wand of unyieldin'
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| Lord Gold feeds from your orifices
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| And wants to see you sweat
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| Lord Gold probes you publicly
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| And makes your pussy wet
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| Now say His name, Lord Gold |