| A little boy from under the ground
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| He said, «Girl, won’t you come on down
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| To my way of thinking?
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| California is sinking
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| It won’t be long now»
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| Don’t ask me where I’ve been (way down)
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| Don’t ask me where I’ve been (way down)
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| Don’t ask me where I’ve been (way down)
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| Don’t ask me where I’ve been (way down)
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| All of my loves, they’re gathering dust
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| To the woods with my cold heart, he is gone
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| His eyes were like fire
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| I burst like a star
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| Don’t ask me where I’ve been (way down)
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| Don’t ask me where I’ve been (way down)
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| Don’t ask me where I’ve been (way down)
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| Don’t ask me where I’ve been (way down)
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| A little boy from under the ground
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| He said, «Girl, you’re mine now
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| And you’re turning away from this burning
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| It’s all over now»
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| RZA:
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| Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Underground king
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| Only heard and not seen
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| Therefore, I exist in the deepest of your dreams
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| No exaggeration
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| You trapped in my infatuation
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| I’m like a wiretapping, strapping your imagination
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| Years of love, tears of blood
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| You was up the club, like beers and drugs
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| Now I’m trapped in limbo with your golden fist symbol
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| See the soul?
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| Use my eyes for a window
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| Only death, I can escape from this loneliness
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| The assault of your love is felonious
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| It was the kiss that broke my narcissist
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| Still, I run this earth like the prison ??
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| BARBIE HATCH (JOHN FRUSCIANTE):
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| Don’t ask me where I’ve been (way down)
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| Don’t ask me where I’ve been (way down)
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| Don’t ask me where I’ve been (way down)
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| Don’t ask me where I’ve been (way down) |