| He’s here like a prowler feeling himself to be the best
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| Walking as a tracker in his stricky dress
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| He’s here in the jungle going on his fate
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| On through the traps, lost in the shades
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| He only walks on, he’s still alone
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| But he’s waiting for his victim of the day
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| Don’t meet the tiger on his way, he’s danger, he’s the hunter
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| Don’t meet the tiger on his way, he’s danger, he’s the hunter
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| Here comes his enemy, ready to the fight
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| He’ll win for the glory 'til the end of the night
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| We’re in the jungle, the place where we must hide
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| To survive 'cause he’s born to be wild
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| He only walks on, he’s maybe gone
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| So beware, you’re his victim of the day
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| He’s here like a prowler feeling himself to be the best
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| Walking as a tracker in his stricky dress
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| He’s here in the jungle going on his fate
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| On through the traps, lost in the shades
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| He only walks on, he’s still alone
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| But he’s waiting for his victim of the day |