| Let me take you to the movies. |
| Can I take you to the show
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| Let me be yours ever truly. |
| Can I make your garden grow
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| From the houses of the holy, we can watch the white doves go From the door comes Satan’s daughter, and it only goes to show. |
| You know.
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| There’s an angel on my shoulder, In my hand a sword of gold
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| Let me wander in your garden. |
| And the seeds of love I’ll sow. |
| You know.
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| So the world is spinning faster. |
| Are you dizzy when you’re stoned
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| Let the music be your master. |
| Will you heed the master’s call
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| Oh… Satan and man.
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| Said there ain’t no use in crying. |
| Cause it will only, only drive you mad
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| Does it hurt to hear them lying? |
| Was this the only world you had? |
| Oh-oh
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| So let me take you, take you to the movie. |
| Can I take you, baby, to the show.
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| Why don’t you let me be yours ever truly. |
| Can I make your garden grow
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| You know. |