| It is a weird ass kind of weather
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| I feel the tension rising
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| On the front porch a long white feather
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| A visit quite surprising
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| Coz with the curtains drawn
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| the game is on, something about you
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| You make my blood ignite
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| you show me why
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| there’s something about you
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| Let us be, let us see, let us drift away
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| and float into, into the dead night
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| You’re the Angel who fell down to Earth
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| as my prayer was heard…
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| A strip show from Heaven!
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| You are a fix of 100 needles
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| You make me OD senseless
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| To hell with rehab I’m too feeble
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| I opt to be defenceless
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| Coz with the curtains drawn
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| the game is on, something about you
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| You make my blood ignite
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| you show me why
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| there’s something about you
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| Let us be, let us see, let us drift away
|
| and float into, into the dead night
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| You’re the Angel who fell down to Earth
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| as my prayer was heard…
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| A strip show from Heaven!
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| Longest heels in Heaven
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| Even Hell won’t sell 'em
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| Your wings, on fire
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| You burn up the night, on fire
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| You take me higher
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| A journey through the Ethereal and back
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| So higher
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| Coz with the curtains drawn
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| the game is on, something about you
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| You make my blood ignite
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| you show me why
|
| there’s something about you
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| Let us be, let us see, let us drift away
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| and float into, into the dead night
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| You’re the Angel who fell down to Earth
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| as my prayer was heard…
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| Strip show from Heaven! |