| I’ve been pumping on the jack
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| All my lonely days are stacked
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| Now I’m heading straight for you
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| I’ve been working on the wire
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| I’ve been putting out these fires
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| Now I’m heading straight for you
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| Oh my angel
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| I’m carrying the can
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| Oh my angel
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| You’re pouring petrol on a burning man
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| I’ve been changing dirty oil
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| Now my rags are really soiled
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| And I’m heading straight for you
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| I’ve been laying it too thick
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| I’ve been cleaning up the slick
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| Now I’m heading straight for you
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| Oh my angel
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| I’m carrying the can
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| Oh my angel
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| You’re pouring petrol on a burning man
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| Every night above my head
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| Ever night inside my head
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| I’m heading straight for you
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| Oh my angel
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| I’m carrying the can
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| Oh my angel
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| You’re pouring petrol on a burning man |