| I’ve read it all, it’s black and white
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| The spectrum made any shade I like
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| The crimson rays are ruby bright
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| Technicolor light, ow
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| (Red!)
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| I want red, there’s no substitute for red
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| (Red!)
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| Paint it red, green ain’t me compared to red
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| You don’t know what it does to me
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| My crimson sin intensity
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| I’m haunted by the mystery
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| The mystery of red
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| (Red!)
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| Knocks 'em dead
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| Some like it hot, I like it Red
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| Red is my lover, got it covered
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| Red is my number, sure is a comer
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| Red is my drummer, and I hear red thunder
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| Move over brother, Red’s a mother
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| Ow
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| Ah (Red! Red!)
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| (Red! Red!)
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| Move over brother, move over brother
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| (Red! Red!)
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| (Red! Red!)
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| Thats' what I said, that’s what I said, hey
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| (Red! Red!)
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| Come on to bed
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| (Red! Red!)
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| Gimme' that expensive spread
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| (Red! Red!) uh
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| (Red! Red!) Red, red, red, red, red, red, red
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| (Red! Red!) |