| Owww…
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| She’s got that cloak and dagger,
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| Sidewalk swagger,
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| Silent danger in her style.
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| An air of mystery,
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| You know it hit me,
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| When I saw those flashing lines.
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| Oh no, well don’t you run and hide,
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| Lord I’ve been hypnotized,
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| Use no small town chatter,
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| She got the moonlight manner.
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| Use sleight of hand,
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| Tricks of the light.
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| Ain’t no pretender,
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| She’s a real contender.
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| Snakes and ladders ain’t her style.
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| Oh no, well don’t drive me wild,
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| Oww. |
| I’m feeling so mystified.
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| Oh.yeah…
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| Owww…
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| Oh yeah, you know you drive me wild,
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| Well I’m feeling so mystified.
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| Owww…
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| I’ve got that awkward stammer,
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| I just sorta stand there.
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| Some crazy feeling,
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| Cramps my style.
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| I should know better,
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| She’s a real upsetter.
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| Well that moonlight manner,
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| Has got my mind.
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| Oh yeah, well don’t you run and hide,
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| Oh yeah, I feel hypnotized. |