| Lucifer is standing on a house of love…
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| Doing all those things I was dreaming of… he’s throwing out some with his
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| golden gloves… well he and I was thinking of a thousand more…
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| Sinners in style, always breathing!
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| Madame and I now I’m bleeding!
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| Why else do we love it we still need it
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| We still love it we still love it yeah!
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| Lucifer is standing on a house of love… as if I wasn’t waiting from worlds
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| above…
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| He’s boxing out women with his golden glove… he's clean and he’s thinking he’s
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| rising up…
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| Sinners in style, always breathing!
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| Where we loved it now we need it!
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| Why else do we love it we’ll still read it
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| Why else do we love it why else do I love it, yeah!
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| Hold on to your feelings
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| Hold on to your feelings
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| Hold on to your feelings
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| Hold on to your feelings
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| Sinners in style, always breathing!
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| Where we loved it now we need it!
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| Why else do we love it we still read it
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| Why else do we love it why else do we love it
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| Why else do we love it why else do we love it we still love it we still love it!
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| (Hark the harold angels sing, fa la la la la la la la la, Glory to the new born
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| king fa la la la la la la la la) |