| You said you came in off the street
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| King of the promised land
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| You offered me your heart I took your hand
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| Now you go towards Albana
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| To challenge our destiny
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| How we tried
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| You don’t eat meat
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| But you eat your heart out, Steven
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| It’s time to get even I’ll make it up to you
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| I’ll go, I’ll try
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| With you in mind
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| Oh Steven
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| You dressed me in my glad rags
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| You in your Gladiolia
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| Just like those other lifetimes
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| At least that’s what you told me
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| The taste of reality was
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| Such a hard, bitter-sweet pill
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| You took to your bed again
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| Oh, are you still ill?
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| Are you still ill?
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| You don’t eat meat
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| But you eat your heart out, Steven
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| It’s time to get even I’ll make it up to you
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| I’ll go, I’ll try
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| With you in mind
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| Oh Steven
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| I have faith for both of us, you said
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| I have faith for both of us
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| You walked in off the street
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| King of the promised land
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| You offered me your heart I took your hand
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| You don’t eat meat
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| But you eat your heart out, Steven
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| It’s time to get even I’ll make it up to you
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| You don’t eat meat
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| But you eat your heart out, Steven
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| It’s time to get even I’ll make it up to you
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| Oh Steven
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| You little charmer… |