| Might be a story you read in a book
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| 'Bout a irl who drank from the devil’s cup
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| Might be someone you know so well
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| Just might be me, you never can tell
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| Le dame Laveau burning at the stake
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| You’re the hero, but just a little bit too late
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| Might be you, might be me
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| Might be some gris gris that you just can’t see
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| Spirits in the bedroom
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| Candles in the hall
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| Shadows on the ceiling
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| Don’t answer the call
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| I’m gonna take you back
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| I’m gonna take you way back
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| And give you
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| All that you can stand
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| I’m gonna give you
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| All that you can stand
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| Fires off the coast of Martinique
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| Stories you’ve heard, you dare not speak
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| Down on a rampart, you don’t go alone
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| Might be an angel of mercy
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| Might be a black cat bone
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| Echoes in the stairwell
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| Curtains start to blow
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| Sugar, Honey, a touch of steel
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| There’s something you should know
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| I’m gonna take you back
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| I’m gonna take you way back
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| And give you
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| All that you can stand
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| I’m gonna give you
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| All that you can stand
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| Dance Colinda on St. John’s eve
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| Bells on her ankles
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| Makes you believe
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| Good time dresses on Lake Pontchatrain
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| A vision in the rain
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| Spirits in the bedroom
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| Candles in the hall
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| Shadows on the ceiling
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| Don’t answer the call
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| I’m gonna take you back
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| I’m gonna take you way back
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| And give you
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| All that you can stand
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| I’m gonna give you
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| All that you can stand |