| Billy was a vampire
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| carving out an empire
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| Strolling Pirates’alley in the middle of thenight
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| Buy a round of cocktails
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| Spinning sordid fables in the twilight
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| That’s all right
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| Scattered words that matter
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| It’s a disaster in the making
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| Take the time to smell the leaves beneath the trees
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| that’s all right
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| Well my whole life has gone haywire
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| I’m just a blade bending in your shade
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| For your love I’m a vampire
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| Strolling the ways of Esplanade
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| Headed up to Pittsburgh
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| Heard you could get a pretty good sandwich
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| For fifteen and a dime
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| I miss that old stretch of road
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| Down to the Bayou
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| In the middle of the night
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| Guilt by association
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| The mere smell of speculation conjures up hell
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| Feel the touch of oil from the tankers upon the breeze
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| That’s all right
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| All my life has gone haywire
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| I’m just a blade bending in your shade
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| For your love I’m a vampire
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| Strolling the ways of Esplanade
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| That’s my whole life in a nutshell
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| Take it as you will
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| I can hear that old brass band
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| Playing our song down the hilll
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| Won’t you smile, smile, smile
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| Won’t you smile, smile, smile…
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| Won’t you smile the smile
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| that fills the room with an independant light
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| But that’s all right
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