| Nicky’s day was shit so he decided to sit
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| And drink beer at the club all night
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| In the corner of his eye, a cougar’s up and said 'Hi'
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| She said 'Well maybe have you got a light'
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| Well Nicky was so drunk his words came out all bumped
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| So she took him home with her for the night
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| When he came to, there was a pistol 22
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| Cocked and pointed right between his eyes
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| She said 'Your money or your demise'
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| Victoria, could I ever get away from you?
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| You keep on tearing me down the good intentions that I give to you
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| Victoria, I should have seen your devil horns
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| I keep on moving along like every other guy you had before
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| Knocked out cold from the pistol whip blow
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| A gash leaking… on his head
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| Awakening in a room that smells of cheap perfume
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| And a red rose on the bed
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| Before the break of dawn Nicky was long gone
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| He ran 100 in a Mercedes Benz
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| She preys on men like a fox on a hen
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| Doing it again and again
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| She won’t stop 'til she gets all in the pen
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| Victoria, could I ever get away from you?
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| You keep on tearing me down, the good intentions that I give to you
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| Victoria, I should have seen your devil horns
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| I keep on moving along like every other guy you had before
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| Victoria, could I ever get away from you?
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| You keep on tearing me down, the good intentions that I give to you
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| Victoria, you ain’t nothing but a dirty whore
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| I keep on moving along like every other guy you had before
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| Victoria, I should have seen your devil horns
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| I keep on moving along like every other guy you had before |