| She dialed him about 6:00 PM
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| She checked her hair in the mirror
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| And she stepped through the door like this
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| Three flights down
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| And she’s out on the streets
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| Walking brick sidewalks lined in grey concrete
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| He saw her coming from a few blocks away
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| Red scarf in the wind as it started to rain a bit
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| Shuffled down the boulevard
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| Cut me like a deck of cards
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| I thought you had me
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| You thought that you had me
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| But hey, Devil, go on
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| Get your junk out of here
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| I don’t need you
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| I don’t need you
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| Hey, Devil, go on
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| Get your junk out of here
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| I don’t need you
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| So move on
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| I stepped to it like I knew what I was doing
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| I’m a moth
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| You’re the flame
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| Never knew you’d be my ruin
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| In the blink of an eye
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| Element of surprise
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| Got my feet on the earth
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| But my face to the sky
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| Shuffled down the boulevard
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| Cut me like a deck of cards
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| I thought you had me
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| You thought you had me
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| Now the plot is thickening
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| Pushing deep under my skin
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| I thought you had me
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| You that that you had me
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| But hey, Devil, go on
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| Get your junk out of here
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| I don’t need you
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| I don’t need you
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| Hey, Devil, go on
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| Get your junk out of here
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| I don’t need you
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| So move on
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| You’re a beauty and A beast
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| You’re the pressure never cease
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| You’re the straight other side
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| And they say you never sleep |