| I met a man in New Orleans
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| Wore a half-suit with dark blue jeans
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| Kicked his heals together, winked at me real nice
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| I saw him from a mile away
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| But in my state of mind, I let him make his play
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| «Hey, Boy, have you seen the other side?»
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| Yeah, in this man I saw the Devil’s hand
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| So I looked at him Man to Man, said
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| «This time it’s gonna be a fight!»
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| I do not have to justify, the way I live my life
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| I do not have to justify, the reason I’m alive
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| I saw her from across the room
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| With diamond eyes, she’s Heaven’s jewel
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| Dropped two aces, smiled & threw my cards back
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| Yeah, I’ve been that man who lives deceit
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| Surrounds himself with Worldly things
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| So let me tell you a story, let me feed it to you
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| We fly around like we were Superman
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| Live in another trance, a different way to dance
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| With dark romance, you get another chance
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| To do that dirty dance, without consequence
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| Let me change the timber of this section
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| Add a little booze to ice
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| I guess you probably noticed
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| I’ve been living a double life
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| So fly around like you are Superman
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| Given another chance — A different way to dance
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| With true romance, you get another chance
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| To tell your dirty, darkest secrets
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| …No more… It's just not me
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| …Not me… I'm just like you |