| You have got such crooked hands, my friend
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| Does it say a word of your crooked heart of art?
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| Tell me straight who you love and who you loved
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| Before we make that kiss
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| Before the night of sins begins
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| You have got such a pretty face, my piece
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| Does it say a word of your pretty world on hold?
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| Tell me straight am I here to sense your pain?
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| Before it starts to rain
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| Before there's no restraint or tempt
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| Play at night, show me your dark side
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| You have got such wicked plans, my friend
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| Does it say a word on my wicked life? |
| No I
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| Never hope that love's underneath your skin
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| It used to be within
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| It used to burn right in
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| But gone
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| Nobody knows I'm feelin' all right
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| You're coming so close, not fallin' behind
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| Nobody cares how tight are my lips
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| I need you right now, I need you for this
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| Play at night, show me your dark side
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| Play at night, show me your dark side
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| Play at night, show me your dark side
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| Play at night, show me your dark side
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| Play at night, show me your dark side (before it starts to rain)
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| Play at night, show me your dark side
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| Play at night, show me your dark side (before there's no restraint)
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| Play at night, show me your dark side
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| Play at night, show me your dark side (before it starts to rain)
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| Play at night, show me your dark side
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| Play at night, show me your dark side (before there's no restraint)
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| Play at night, show me your dark side
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| You have got such crooked hands, my friend
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| Does it say a word of your crooked heart of art?
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| Tell me straight am I here to find a way?
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| Till time from hold the pain
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| Tonight and you refrain our song |