| Green-eyed baby
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| Drop dead queen
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| Aphrodite, high on amphetamines
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| Fill her tank
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| With Tanqueray
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| Watch her sweetness quickly slip away
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| 'Cause no there ain’t (no there ain’t)
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| No there ain’t (no there ain’t)
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| No there ain’t no angels around here
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| Well, told me off
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| I needed to know
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| I lie to myself to keep you close
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| Some say blood
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| Might be a sign
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| But you wouldn’t cut me, would you
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| Friend of mine?
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| Woah, I said no there ain’t (no there ain’t)
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| No there ain’t (no there ain’t)
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| No there ain’t no angels around here, well, well, oh, come on
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| Twisted minds
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| And jealous hearts
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| I’ve been burying halos in the graveyards
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| And there you lie
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| Under the willow tree
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| Does it hurt you when you think how we used to be?
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| Oh, I said no there ain’t (no there ain’t)
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| No there ain’t (no there ain’t)
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| No there ain’t no angels around here
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| Well, I said no there ain’t (no there ain’t)
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| No there ain’t (no there ain’t)
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| I said no there ain’t no angels around here
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| Oh, oh, no there ain’t no angels around here
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| I said no there ain’t no angels around here
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| Back away from your instruments
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| I like leavin' it |