| I feel like playing the game tonight
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| This town gets lonely after midnight
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| And when animal hunger runs deep
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| I know I’m never gonna get to sleep
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| Well some people claim, but I know, I know
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| The deepest, darkest place to go
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| You never get out once they let you in
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| You never get out once they let you in
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| You’ll be nothin' but a club thing
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| What would you say to be paid to be one of the beautiful?
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| Such a beautiful face
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| Such a beautiful girl
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| And one thing’s for sure, one thing’s for certain
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| That if you get behind the velvet curtain
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| You’ll see, there nothing’s as sweet as it looks on my TV
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| You need a cold soul of concrete here
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| You gotta feel without pity
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| You need a cold soul of concrete here
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| Just like the soul, the soul of the city
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| What would you say to be paid to be one of the beautiful?
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| Such a beautiful face
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| Such a beautiful girl
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| Beautiful girl
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| He watches from the corner
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| He waits for her to stumble
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| He knows that he’s the king
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| The king of the cardboard jungle
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| He knows he can’t afford
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| What it pays to enslave her
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| He’s got a hunger
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| For the sweetest of favors
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| Well, don’t worry baby now
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| It won’t be long
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| Once the hunger start to take you in
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| Before you know it, you will be gone, gone, gone
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| To be just another club thing
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| What would you say to be paid to be one of the beautiful?
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| Such a beautiful face
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| Such a beautiful girl |