| I have eyes for you to give you dirty looks
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| I have words that do not come from children’s books
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| There’s a trick with a knife I’m learning to do
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| But everything I’ve got belongs to you
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| I’ve a powerful anesthesia in my fist
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| And the perfect wrist to give your neck a twist
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| Hammerlock holds, I’ve mastered a few
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| But everything I’ve got belongs to you
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| Share for share, share alike
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| You get struck each time I strike
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| Me for you, you for me
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| I’ll give you plenty of nothing
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| I’m not yours for better but for worse
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| And I’ve learned to give the well-known witches curse
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| I’ve a terrible tongue and a temper for two
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| But everything I got belongs to you
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| Off to bed we will creep
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| Then we’ll sleep and sleep and sleep
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| Till the little birdies peep
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| I’ll give you plenty of nothing
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| I’m not yours for better but for worse
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| And I’ve learned to give the well-known witches curse
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| I’ve a terrible tongue and a temper for two
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| But everything I’ve got, oh, it’s not a lot
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| Everything I’ve got belongs to you |