| Saw you in the clip joint
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| Saw you doing tricks
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| I saw you wink
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| And lick your lips
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| I saw you brimming over
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| With pornographic charm
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| You must have held an army
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| In those pretty little arms
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| Those pretty little arms
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| I saw you in the clip joints
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| Cucumbers slipped them in
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| A row of the perverts
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| In a line wanking
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| And I saw you with your boyfriends
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| Which one did the harm
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| Injecting the syringe
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| In your pretty little arms
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| Your pretty little arms
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| I saw you in neon doorways
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| The skinheads that you kissed
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| Kissing them from boredom
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| To taste their fascist spit
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| And I saw you on the marble slab
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| Withered and embalmed
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| You can still see the needle marks
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| In your pretty little arms
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| Your pretty little arms
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| Your pretty little arms |