| I cut off my head and my cheetah tongue
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| I can’t think straight and my mouth is numb
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| Don’t shut your eyes till we fade to black
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| Cause maybe this time the good stuff could last
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| You won me over
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| My orange cola got black flamingos crying for ya
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| Well I’ll see you later
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| I could be your faker
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| My hands shake like jellyfish when you’re near
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| I cut off my head and my cheetah tongue
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| I can’t think straight and my mouth is numb
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| Don’t shut your eyes till we fade to black
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| Cause maybe this time the good stuff could last
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| You’re a hammer, sweet firecracker
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| Stumbling through Chinatown
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| Liar, liar, my house is on fire
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| Somewhere between Chinatown and here
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| I cut off my head and my cheetah tongue
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| I can’t think straight and my mouth is numb
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| Don’t shut your eyes till we fade to black
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| Cause maybe this time the good stuff could last
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| Come a little closer, it’s alright
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| I’ll be your character with flaws tonight
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| Come a little closer, my firefly
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| You’re not the only one who doesn’t want to be alone tonight
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| I cut off my head and my cheetah tongue
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| I can’t think straight and my mouth is numb
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| Don’t shut your eyes till we fade to black
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| Cause maybe this time the good stuff could last |