| Early morning, as she wakes from her sleep
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| 9 to 5 is the day that she'll keep
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| Ties her hair up and her blouse buttoned tight
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| Gets her work done as she waits for the night
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| All the people, tell me what would they say
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| If they knew her, how she hides it away
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| Locked inside, there's the start of a flame
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| And the feeling that she never will tame
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| Ooh, as she's walking around like a mystery
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| Ooh, there's a woman that nobody sees living inside
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| Thrills in the night, far from the light
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| Passion taking over
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| Prices she pays, all through the days
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| No one really knows her
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| In the evening when she takes to the street
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| She goes hunting with a body in heat
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| And desires she's kept hidden inside make her tingle
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| And she knows why she lies
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| Ooh, as she's walking around like a mystery
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| Ooh, there's a woman that nobody sees living inside
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| Thrills in the night, far from the light
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| Passion taking over
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| Prices she pays, all through the days
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| No one really knows her
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| Thrills in the night, far from the light
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| Passion taking over
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| Prices she pays, all through the days
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| No one really knows her
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| [Guitar solo]
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| Oooo yeah
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| Ooo, see the stranger that she's pushing away
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| As she dresses for the start of a day
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| And desires she's kept hidden inside make her tingle
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| Yeah, she knows why she lies
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| Thrills in the night, far from the light
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| Passion taking over
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| Prices she pays, all through the days
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| No one really knows her (yeah)
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| Thrills in the night (yeah), far from the light (aaaahhhhh)
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| Passion taking over
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| Prices she pays, all through the days
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| No one really knows her
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| Thrills in the night, far from the light
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| Passion taking over
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| Prices she pays, all through the days
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| No one really knows her |