| Look we’ve seen this kind of thing before.
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| Jackie threads with cobras at the door,
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| Dont live your life inside a letter,
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| Flirts with glances, you feel sick, you’ve had your chances, yes you’ve had 'em
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| On a chain, devouring the life, theres a kid going insane over her man,
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| insane over her man, insane over her.
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| Look we’ve seen this kind of thing before,
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| Vulcans hanging from the entrance door, and if he hollers let him out because
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| hes gonna shout, sees something in the way she moves that shouldnt be allowed.
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| Wrapped on the jungle floor, jackie’s dressed in cobras, giving me ideas,
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| what I really need now is ideas.
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| Look we’ve seen this kind of thing before.
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| Vampires drawn across the ballroom floor
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| The snake has blood thats squeezed for dancing, you felt sick you’ve had your
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| chances, yes you’ve had 'em
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| On a chain devouring the light
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| Theres a kid going insane over her man, insane over her man, insane over her.
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| On a chain devouring the light
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| Theres a kid going insane over her man, insane over her man, insane over her.
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| On a chain devouring the light
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| Theres a kid going insane over her man, insane over her man, insane over her.
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| Wrapped on the jungle floor, jackie’s dressed in cobras
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| Wrapped on the jungle floor, jackie’s dressed in cobras
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| Wrapped on the jungle floor, jackie’s dressed in cobras |