| You think the birds are pretty
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| And you sleep eight hours a night
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| And I’m fog, out of the city
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| And you still you stake it all
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| And trains stop for you
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| And so do the boys
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| When you run your fingers through your hair
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| But, resistance is futile
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| And I am gonna drink your blood
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| And I am gonna drink your blood
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| And I am gonna drink your blood
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| And I am gonna drink your blood
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| Just breath, but mouth «goodbye»
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| If you want, I’ll
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| Give you eternal life
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| Well, not so much life
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| But have you ever seen a good zombie movie?
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| Well, like that, but you’ll be smarter
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| And you’ll stay twenty-three
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| And I am gonna drink your blood
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| And I just wanna drink your blood
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| And I am gonna drink your blood
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| And I just wanna drink your blood
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| And I am gonna drink your blood
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| And I am gonna drink your blood
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| And I am gonna drink your blood
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| And I am gonna drink your blood |