| Take a left on Vine Street
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| Follow us 'round
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| Under the bridge
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| To the little Taj Mahal
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| Don’t be late, don’t hesitate
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| This is our time, this is our day
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| You blew my mind out so many times
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| Cain
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| You’re alive with love
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| Pick a little flower from the wayside
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| Offer it up on your knees
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| Prepare to give it all
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| Raise up a glass of bloody wine to your face
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| In the name of all within, we cannot touch it or taste
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| I’m so sick of the words that you cannot define me
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| All the laws of love say that you must find me
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| Cain
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| You’re alive with love
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| You blow my mind, yes you do
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| I parked the car (I parked the car)
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| We were there (We were there)
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| I followed you in
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| We ascended the stairs
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| Like the morning when you spent your night in a terrible dream
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| You crashed through my mind, woke me up
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| Like a scream, a scream, a scream
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| I’m so sick of the words that you cannot define me, oh no
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| All the laws of love say that you must find, find me, yeah
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| You blew my mind up, yeah
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| You blew it up, blew it up, blew it up
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| You’re alive with love
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| Cain
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| You blow my mind
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| Yes you do
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| Oh, yeah, yeah
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| Oh, yeah, yeah
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| Oh, yeah, yeah
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| Take a left on Vine Street
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| Follow us round
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| Under the bridge
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| To the little Taj Mahal |